To Sister

When misery to you, life does lend,
When everything is drowned in irrelavance,
Pointless things that stretch beyond,
Just lay back and sing my song.

Sing this one, the one i sang,
For you, at 2:10 am,
Sing this one, hold my hand,
All shall be well again.


They might be stupid, might not have a clue,
about how we feel when we're so blue,
How we feel, when we are labelled,
as misfits, or arrogant rebels.

Leave the morons behind, along with the reasons,
Leave it all behind, depend on intution,
Know that there is a big sister somewhere,
Who cares for you, come what may.

There is somebody, m'dear, who always believes,
that you are special as special could be,
there is somebody here who cares,
Hold my hand, don't be scared.

When we're growing up, along the way,
many thorns, find we may,
As experiences grow, so do we,
We become stronger, before we leave.

Leave the jerks behind, and may the morons weep,
ignite the magic, peacefully sleep,
look to the stars, and share the passion,
May the unrest be forgotten.

I would just like to say that i care,
Care enough to write you a poem when its so late.
I want my little angel to smile,
Because we're sisters, when situations are dire. :) :)

Love ya, sis!!!!
This is dedicated especialy to you!!!! :)
muahhh!!!
take care, sweetheart!!!

forever and always,
lakshmi bharadwaj

a poem from the riddling songbird.
2:16 a,m
feb 20th 2010.