On Her Birthday

Sister! I miss you a lot since you decided not to be seen If you can listen cry of my soul apathy of my ink as if dried only thinking of you for your pleasure a smile which you ever made your insight your vision where the life prosecute with full gleam. I agree disabledness of life is at every step but is never broken God will even loose all His existance if there is none to worship Whenever I turn your page my soul asks me to listen every new word sprouting from your soul yet to glister the world A man can return values of all loves even the debt of milk but love of a sister which is always selfless has no return except everlasting pleasures on her face