Is it really important to have someone who can
appreciate our creativity and relish our creation.
Kids who can savour the delicacies we dish out.
And, in the process, enhance our own self worth
and help bring to fore all of our latent talents.
Siblings who are wowed by our choice of words,
shots, strokes, pictures, poems, stories, movies,
novels, music. Just about anything.
How do those who accept our gifts and enjoy our
chocolates and cakes and everything else matter?
Friends whom we depend on for gossip, advice, fun.
And, even for a lap or a shoulder which sees us
through tough times.
Friends with whom we share a bond that sometimes
don’t just exist in marriages and families.
appreciate our creativity and relish our creation.
Kids who can savour the delicacies we dish out.
And, in the process, enhance our own self worth
and help bring to fore all of our latent talents.
Siblings who are wowed by our choice of words,
shots, strokes, pictures, poems, stories, movies,
novels, music. Just about anything.
How do those who accept our gifts and enjoy our
chocolates and cakes and everything else matter?
Friends whom we depend on for gossip, advice, fun.
And, even for a lap or a shoulder which sees us
through tough times.
Friends with whom we share a bond that sometimes
don’t just exist in marriages and families.
Thank them for making us what we are today.
They are not just another souls on the Earth.
They are a part of our souls.
They are the ones who complete us.
And, make us feel whole, good, wanted.
Worthy of existence.
That’s how much these other poles of our souls matter.
How can they think that they are just about
a normal someone.
A mere existence in the cosmos.
Let them ask us.
A someone to whom they mean the world.
Someone they complete. Someone whose life,
even if only in some ways depends on them.
And, they’ll know their worth.
What could we be if not for them...
Dedicated to all those souls who make me a whole!!!
Thanks for making my life worthwhile!
They are a part of our souls.
They are the ones who complete us.
And, make us feel whole, good, wanted.
Worthy of existence.
That’s how much these other poles of our souls matter.
How can they think that they are just about
a normal someone.
A mere existence in the cosmos.
Let them ask us.
A someone to whom they mean the world.
Someone they complete. Someone whose life,
even if only in some ways depends on them.
And, they’ll know their worth.
What could we be if not for them...
Dedicated to all those souls who make me a whole!!!
Thanks for making my life worthwhile!