The Thread Of Love..

A brother and sister's love,

Is very pure, like the heaven above!

No words does it need to be expressed,

Although each other, they seldom impress.

A brother is like a hard stone,

Which guards a sister's imperial throne!

This love is so powerful and pure,

That any malady, it can cure.

This love is woven around their heart,

That throughout their life, they'll not fall apart.

Enjoyment and teasing may lie galore,

Which never let their days get bore.

Exchange of sweets and money may be there,

But must is the tinge of love and care.

The thread of rakhi is indeed serene,

Even purifies the heart and soul which is mean!

The love between siblings is boundless,

Even if they fight and create a msss!

The power of this festival is very high,

Given from the Gods from the heaven and sky.

But this bond should never ever break,

And special care, must siblings take.

May the purity of this festival prevail forever,

And its serenity diminish never!

May the purity of this festival prevail forever, 

And its serenity diminish never!