You grow up as stranger’s like in a forced bond bundled up together
Wishing all the love was just yours and never for the other
Share the same bed , the shelf , fight over same clothes
Kick her on bed and act as if in deep sleep, pull her hair, tear her notes.
Always opposites... If one asks for coffee the other wants ice T
Account for every penny she borrows and ask her to pay back be it a 500 or 50
Eavesdrop to find where she is planning to hang out with her bunch
To make sure u don’t bump into each other @ a movie, party or a lunch
Secretly spy from books, bags, phones, pockets and the mud in the fold of the jean
The minute you find a ticket, a bill, tissue run to mom dad with it aww how mean
Grow to be pests, pain in the wrong places lolz yes rightly d best enemies
Fight when together and then suddenly u realize u still around stick like bee’s …
Unknowingly u start missing each other but refrain from accepting and that’s when
You start asking yourself but how? why? when? Did this transition happen?
When you start protecting each other slowly grow up to fight for each other
Be it stranger walking by the road or frds, teachers even your mother
You start acting like a sister,a frd,a shield n no more like "the bothering monster"
You slowly become partners in crime …gel a lot more better
And u mature to be best on every parameter You start scoring a hundred
love each others company now you no more crib, cry or dread
You still fight, play pranks but now you don’t mind sharing your favorite teddy
Coz now the pest, the enemy turns into a beautiful and sweet buddy
And the question still rings But how ? why when?
Yes Even I look back and wonder when did this happen
But I truly loved the transition the time spent with you sis
Once I found you a pain but now I feel without you I will be lone will miss
You, you and more of you
Coz you will find a better and obedient little sister bet there will be more than few
But you could have not got better …
You simply could have not got better …
Love Baby
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its damn cute :) ur sis must b soooooooooooooooo glad..... d next poem must b for me... jus me... excludin sheetu n vaish :p
ReplyDeleteThis is the exact same way me and my sis have transformeed :) Partners in crime ;) lol .... Il copy paste and give this to my sis on her bday :p what say huh ofcourse with the poetess's permission :)
ReplyDelete@ Poo - Thx babe :) and yes don wry urs will come soon sweetie
ReplyDelete@ Vaishu - Good to know that u could relate to it so well:)and yes u can gift it to Varshi :) But pig no comments on the poem :(
after readin tis ... i feel m missin my sis more n more... itzz soo touchin babe:)
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ReplyDelete@ Paddy - Sorry for making u miss her but glad again that it did bring back memories of good times. And I am soon gonna miss her. der is jus a month for a wedding.
ReplyDeleteoutstanding wrk..i alwayz crib n sumtimes cry as i dont hav any sis..n after readin this, i almost cried..this is the reason i try to find my sis in every othr girl whoz related to me.lik amita,tanu,monisha n u too..sumtimes feel jealous of my frenz coz hav sisters n i dnt..
ReplyDelete@ Ashish Bhaiya - Thx again :) n sorry tht it put u to tears :( But the purpose of the poem is served if the reader feels what i felt while penning it down. And Yeah don't wry u hv more than one sis's now ..So smile :)
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