Ode To My Sister Poem by Gaurav Mittal

Dearest sweetest Sister,
Though these words of my
Shall surely fall shy
Of doing justice
To the love that I
Have for you,
But still, I shall try.

Where should I start?
It’s a task but hard.
Begin, perhaps, I should
By saying that I could
Not possibly tell you
How beautiful you are
On the outside,
And on the inside
Till the greatest depths
Of fathomable existence.

I thank you for your kindness
For your care, and concern,
And those few brief moments
When you have been stern -
These precious commodities
For which I shall yearn
When I am not here,
Far away somewhere
Outside the field of
Your loving gaze
At a place
Where these ears
Shall not hear
Your comforting voice.

When I am in the dark -
As I often am -
With nothing in sight
I need you there
As my guiding light;
I need you there
To wipe the tears
From my face
And keep at bay
All my fears
With your grace.

I need you to
Find me a wife
Just like you
So that my life
May be like those few
Fortunate ones
That in bliss forever are.

In the end I just pray
That you always be there
For me
As you always have been.
Especially
As I can't take care
Of me
By myself, on my own.
Without you
I shall feel alone
And empty.