Siblings

Charulatha Panigrahi posted under PenMuse-02 Poetry on 2018-12-22



I want to give him a gift But one year had past since we had a rift. Does his anger gone or still last?

He is my brother how much I love As an elder I should try I must act like a peaceful dove My gift should take him up to the sky

How much we quarrelled as kids  And in a minute we turned friends Love in siblings can't be hid I will be happy if he forgets and bends

All is well that ends well I went with my lovely gift On seeing me his heart wanted to swell we hugged after a year throwing away the rift