Different wombs carried us
Different people cared us
Different people married us
...
Lets go to Tamil land,
Our mother land.
Our last hope,
Only known rescue rope.
...
I love my Sister! !
Those smiling days - I remember,
We sat beside, worked and laughed
...
I am Tamil, born and brought up at Madurai. Atheist - Tamil nationalist. Wrote and published one Novel 'Alone in the public' in the year 2010. Aiming at crossing many milestones in this literary world both in English and in Tamil! !)
Love You Sis
Different wombs carried us
Different people cared us
Different people married us
I don't know,
Where we shake hands
Why we talk too close
You are not my daughter
You are not my wife
You are not my sister
So, you are my friend,
That's the way people call,
But you are more a friend.
All I know is,
Love you sis!