...A person, whom I call my SISTER

The shadow of a friend’s fare,
The smile of utter care,
Partner in umpteen pillow fights,
Holding hands in childhood sights,
Argues for small chocolates store,
Making room to live from the chore,
My life secret book’s reader,
An all time pain healer,
That’s a reflection of my mother,
A person, whom I call my SISTER.

-Tushar

All is there but dark...

All is there but dark,
The life as the night;
No smile no little spark,
Stars lost with the light;

I have no one but not alone,
no love no inner struggling war;
no desires no smiling clone,
emptiness till the ended far;

afraid of the crawling me,
want to fly , no wings to be free;
frightened for new and to see,
the future , a failure to be;

All is there but dark,
The life as the night;
No smile no little spark,
Stars lost with the light;
-Tushar