Dear Sister,
I remember your name,
I remember your face,
I remember your style,
And your different taste.
I remember our fights,
I remember our laughs,
I remember our arguments, for the silly little tops.
I remember the times we spent together,
I remember the times we avoided each other,
I remember the times we slept under the moon,
counting the stars like funny little fools.
I remember the days you kissed me,
I remember the days you slapped me,
But then I thought your decision was right,
to move to a hostel, for both of us to spend peaceful nights.
But my nightmare started right there,
When I waved you a goodbye,
With no one to fight and no one to laugh,
I shed tears longing for you to come back.
I remember each moment I spent alone,
I remember the terrible situations I couldn’t handle,
I remember each time that I longed to see a shooting star,
to wish for you to come back.
I remember each time that I hesitated to tell you,
I remember each time when I longed for you to read my mind,
Now, that I feel it’s ‘now or never’,
Here comes the truth that I always wanted to tell you,
‘I terribly miss you! ! ’
This is very good :) Reminds me of my brother quite a bit. I like your style -jenna kaminski.
Anusha - It is a good display of controlled emotion to your sister.
i really like this poem...many people feel like you and i know how hard that is...not to the exact extreme but it brought up my own feelings of longing to have that one person back...
true so true, it really is very heart warming fill with longing, I pray for your sister to come back soon....thanks for sharing and keep writing 10+ rgds asif
heart warming, Anusha! ! ! ...this poem is heart warming! ! ....great piece u have here and i pray she comes back.......congratulations from me and its a 10 from me! !
i really like this peom.......this poem reminds me of me and my older brother, he moved out of the house a year ago but now i miss him, he's like my best friend....... i really love this poem your talented.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear Anusha, The value of near & dear ones is realised better when they are far away and for a longer time. You’ve excellently brought out your feelings. The flow is smooth. You will, certainly, be a great poet. Keep it up. # 10.