The void you left....
Some sundays when mumma baked cakes
With two spoons I'ld wait for my plate
For every bite of your share I'ld take
My eyes catched the empty chair beside laid.
Yesterday at school, a punk pulled my braid
Teased me in class, so embarrasing I felt
If you'ld be here, he'ld never have dared
To fill my eyes full, that no one cared.
This is not a list of complaints
Brother, I just want you to know
Having you, being unable to have you
My empty days, how it used to go.
My friends, they call me 'silence'
A someone who is unable to express
But whenever 'you' and 'I' are 'we'
'silence' is for you to address.
I want to be your companion brother
The one to who you share yourself to
I want us to be true brother
Either good or bad, anything would do.
I am so proud of being a strong girl
This image on me so perfectly goes
When you are around I go so lame
Because I love your carrying me on your toes.
Mom misses you and dad does too
And this little girl doesnt know what to do
Go to mom and give her a consoling kiss
Or sit in your room where you I lesser miss.
Days that have past, I can let them go
Only if you promise, its the same you'ld do
If I made you emotional, I am so sorry
And one things for sure, before you I wont marry...
poem by Jaya Mishra
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