The ideal man..
The care taker
The one who always says "Yes, I can"
Is My brother.
A person full of greatness
A painted picture of composure
Serine soul of inventiveness
Is My brother.
During land of sorrows
Pulled me out of its deepest furrows
Stood by my juvenility
Brought out best of abilities,
is him, My brother.
Stepping into the time gone by
Played and held me like
Stars holding the night sky
Created an image of perfection
Is My brother.
Clenched the marital life
Didn't change his kinness
For him I'm still an infant
Laid in his arms, discovering happiness,
Is My brother.
Every huddle left a mark,
If I'm the fire,
He is my igniting spark.
A flash of bliss in the Dark,
Is My brother.
Fed me since I can't even remember,
His hands turned into my spoons
Its not his duty but the Love that's amber
Is My brother.
More affectionate than anyone
Our bond has grown and will remain No. 1
A best friend, a father, a Minder...
For a sister , is everything...
Is My brother.
The above poem is for my brother. Happy Birthday bhaiya <3

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