Wednesday, December 18, 2013


It was you who taught me, oh yes,
It was you, no less,
It were your meaningless quarrels and fights,
And your pillow fighting nights,
That I remember as worthy today,
And not the bookish lessons, nay.
You taught me life, brother,
A carefree and easy one, no other,
Living is life, not monotony,
I remember each word of yours, sarcastic or funny,
You're my brother, after all,
I dislike praising you, but can't ever see you fall.