Soul Siblings
By Pooja Jain
This poem is whole heartedly dedicated to my soulmates i.e. my
brother and sister.
What can I put into words about both of them?
Iam steadfast words will fall short of to clean-cut my indebtedness
and ardency towards both of them.
Who has everything mirth, hilarity, fortitude, comeliness, dexterity,
shrewdness, smirk, proficiency and to top it all off willing to please.
Both are not just kith and kin.
They mean the whole cosmos to me.
The love and solicitude they drizzle is beauteous.
The get up and go feeling they provide is humongous.
A great maternal and paternal figure.
The accord they share is sublime.
The love they rake-off is extraterrestrial.
To have siblings like them is a boon.
To gawk into their eyes and see them looking back is not a witchcraft
but its natural because of the bond we share.
Their chuckle benigns my heart.
Their twaddle is alluring.
When they do something they doesn’t need gramercy.
They do it because of inclination and fidelity.
Take a load off till extreme dead of night.
Laughter, boisterous, blubbering was run-of-the-mill.
Glaring videos, romping games was a pietism.
Dropping and picking up from the college was a mannerism .
Bustling to relative’s places was not so winsome.
When I weep they shed tears.
When I giggle they roll in the aisles.
Sharing blues and brawls equally heals the heart.
Together we three have been buttoned-up with many things.
But our kinship has and will remain unmarred till doomsday.
We comprehend together that’s comforting.
We share pie in the sky that’s encouraging.
But whatever will come in our way we will ramble hand in hand till
blue in the face.
Siblings without whom life is pale and candaverous.
Siblings without whom sleight of hand is in the boonies.
Siblings who have been through deluxe and atrocious times.
Even in my godawful delusion imagine my life without them.
Indebted towards the omnipotent and divine being for being beatified
with such awe-inspiring kindred spirits.
By Pooja Jain
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