Throwing of pillows or of books
Behaving with each other like the other was crook
Not a moment passed when we dint fight
Remembering those days i can imagine moms plight
Bonding like fire with water
Its a surprise not many furniture did shatter
I am amazed at the way we quarreled
Making our room like it was some field of battle
An eye for an eye
From confronting each other never did we shy
But looking back at those days
I am nothing less than amazed
Today you live a distance apart
Without looking at you now may day does start
My little brother its the distance that keeps
The small memories so sweet
I guess in those moments we were so naive
That some better memories we did not create
But still today I say
Its your return home thats making my day
Tomorrow you shall be back with us
Making each moment memorable we must
Writing these lines for you makes me smile
That the difference thats made is by the miles
--NK
3 comments:
I can see myself in a similar position with my sis moving out of home.. Nicely written!! :)
One of the best poems u have written....very touching..n not writing dis for the heck of a comment but i mean it.. very sweet!
good one..really sweet..liked it! I hope your bro did, too! :-)
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