The Power of our Beautiful Little Love

Siblings! ugh! Well, aren't they just annoying little bugs! 

They fight, they giggle and burp or fart.

My little brother is just as same as them

He is like a silent killer, here to agitate my peace!

He pulls my long, black hair, sneezes at my face

Persuades me to run and catch him, kind of like a tiresome race!

He beats me hard when he is bored, makes me do somethings I do not like

Like a typical blindfold game, or singing through a mike!

When it was school times, he would rathe

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r enjoy with his friends

And our bonding then would likely move off the track of 'trend'

But we do have secret feelings, hiding beneath our hearts

We just do not know how to express it, especially when split apart

We may have fought a lot of times, pulled each other's legs

But we do not mind, cause we are always the cutest best friends

I vow to him that I will hold his hands when he falls,

And I will always be there, little bro, For my love for you conquers all! 

HAPPY RAKSHABHANDAN