We are the parallel edges of the scale, we are are the skew planes
Sometimes, our thoughts match but never on the same wavelength
Whether it’s a fight for the right or remote for TV time
Blame each other, may be like every brother and sister
Infuriated, I dreamt once… Or saw a nightmare, don’t know if I’m a dunce
Woke up, stretched around, I observed
Aeroplane, cars and micky were not shelved
Ask mom when she fixed my school lunch “Where is that idiot?” I asked bizzare
“Who are you talking about?”
“Don’t I have a brother” asked excited
“No…. must have been dreaming” She said surprised
All the day went well.. Till I realized what was off the edge
Started missing the small interuptions, the fights for the rights and some
Stolen chocolates that I stole
From his pocket but now he is gone
I have all this to myself… But can’t feel the right joy
May be, if I did’nt had those memories .. I would have liked to be single child
But every moment alone is unbearable! To who will I share my secrets and why?
And as the internal conflict goes on .. Something starts tickling on my foot! Oww!!
As the morning light enters my eyes…. “Hahaha!! Evil morning pighead!”
“Oh God!! Why I’d open my eyes”
Don’t wanna live with this brother
A part of my brain shouted “ehh..but what about the dream”
And I’m stuck, would you unravel?
Was it a dream or a nightmare?