Brother Poems
#brother
Poems about brothers, the love and closeness between siblings. Brother poems explore the good and bad side of family relationships with brothers.
smackdownraven
Poem Published
5th Apr 2020 11:30pm
5th Apr 2020 11:30pm
weeps the morrow
sadness spikes injecting sorrow
I will weep you have beauty yet
but the morrow is already with us
it is time for me to say goodbye
we will meet on the battle field
I won't lie I will discuss strategy with you
to discern your weakness alone
I do wish this was not
but I vow not to choose your path
I find sanctuary in truth
you find it in shadows and grays
will you not admit your grief I sense it?
just as you know my weaknesses
they will be used to the glory you know
he will prevail I am...
I will weep you have beauty yet
but the morrow is already with us
it is time for me to say goodbye
we will meet on the battle field
I won't lie I will discuss strategy with you
to discern your weakness alone
I do wish this was not
but I vow not to choose your path
I find sanctuary in truth
you find it in shadows and grays
will you not admit your grief I sense it?
just as you know my weaknesses
they will be used to the glory you know
he will prevail I am...
#love
#brother
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rowantree
Rowan E.
Rowan E.
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2020 5:46am
3rd Apr 2020 5:46am
big brother
I remember when we smoked together.
You had me waiting up
on Tuesday nights,
hurrying through calc homework
and taking my time
on, say, a perfect night
with sashimi and black coffee
hanging around the sleeping house
in hopes to hear your
"Come outside."
When I think of the good times
I have a pile of them,
like hot clean laundry,
like all of us, dogs to Dad, on the bed;
old songbooks bloated on adolescence - junk food,
things scarfed down;
and, big brother,
tobacco guts ...
You had me waiting up
on Tuesday nights,
hurrying through calc homework
and taking my time
on, say, a perfect night
with sashimi and black coffee
hanging around the sleeping house
in hopes to hear your
"Come outside."
When I think of the good times
I have a pile of them,
like hot clean laundry,
like all of us, dogs to Dad, on the bed;
old songbooks bloated on adolescence - junk food,
things scarfed down;
and, big brother,
tobacco guts ...
#loneliness
#brother
#family #marijuana
#family #marijuana
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2020 2:18pm
2nd Apr 2020 2:18pm
in the reflection of pain
hinder not the sleeping petals
quietly now tread lightly
in their sleepy time they will not stir
I fear much though I am not afraid
pain sweetens on the vine
grant me today serenity
though I deserve her naught
a thousand angels around me I can see for miles
yet I am blinded by the light show
still, candles burn brightly once more
shooting stars cause confusion
the parable of the fig tree
I pray I am yet covered
I feel bare, bereft and naked
hinder not the servent
a handmaiden of the host ...
quietly now tread lightly
in their sleepy time they will not stir
I fear much though I am not afraid
pain sweetens on the vine
grant me today serenity
though I deserve her naught
a thousand angels around me I can see for miles
yet I am blinded by the light show
still, candles burn brightly once more
shooting stars cause confusion
the parable of the fig tree
I pray I am yet covered
I feel bare, bereft and naked
hinder not the servent
a handmaiden of the host ...
#love
#brother
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Morganpoet
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2020 10:55am
2nd Apr 2020 10:55am
LUKE
I felt
my little brother tonight.
I saw his smiling face.
It was years ago,
I was young,
didn’t really know
what was happening.
I couldn’t let go,
wouldn’t believe
it was so,
that he was gone.
Surviving
but not seen,
we communicate
in my dreams,
share a bond
that can’t be broken.
He taught me something important
when I was very young,
all people die,
the end will always come.
But memories live forever,
you can’t erase the heart,
once you are...
my little brother tonight.
I saw his smiling face.
It was years ago,
I was young,
didn’t really know
what was happening.
I couldn’t let go,
wouldn’t believe
it was so,
that he was gone.
Surviving
but not seen,
we communicate
in my dreams,
share a bond
that can’t be broken.
He taught me something important
when I was very young,
all people die,
the end will always come.
But memories live forever,
you can’t erase the heart,
once you are...
#brother
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LokiOfLiterati
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2020 7:26pm
22nd Mar 2020 7:26pm
Practice Rap Battles: 2
Continued where the last left off, running rap battle with a friend
Jason: You talking about ire being raised fires like st Elmo's your your bars are about to be raised like cities under conquest in the ancient Roman empire. Your rhymes are elementary like sesame Street Elmo is the only level you'll reach. So listen up as I preach I'll breach your walla tear em down brick by brick you say my rhymes are past easy? That makes me queasy boy I'll destroy you for days I'll vomit up bars you can't even fathom like I just vomited at a bar in tandem. So try and understand em this may...
Jason: You talking about ire being raised fires like st Elmo's your your bars are about to be raised like cities under conquest in the ancient Roman empire. Your rhymes are elementary like sesame Street Elmo is the only level you'll reach. So listen up as I preach I'll breach your walla tear em down brick by brick you say my rhymes are past easy? That makes me queasy boy I'll destroy you for days I'll vomit up bars you can't even fathom like I just vomited at a bar in tandem. So try and understand em this may...
#anger
#strength
#brother #conflict
#brother #conflict
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Hannah_Binkley
Poem Published
14th Mar 2020 5:25am
14th Mar 2020 5:25am
Nights Like These
It's nights like these
that I miss you the most
When I can't sleep
and I start to wish that you could see
all that has changed since you left
I've become someone new
because of you
I've coped in ways
that I am not proud of
and thought about joining you
I'm still mad
that you left me here
not all alone
but as the only hope
The only hope for our family
that's fallen apart since you left
but we both know
it was broken
long before your overdose
long before you even tried
all of those drugs you...
that I miss you the most
When I can't sleep
and I start to wish that you could see
all that has changed since you left
I've become someone new
because of you
I've coped in ways
that I am not proud of
and thought about joining you
I'm still mad
that you left me here
not all alone
but as the only hope
The only hope for our family
that's fallen apart since you left
but we both know
it was broken
long before your overdose
long before you even tried
all of those drugs you...
#depression
#brother
#family
#insomnia
#addiction
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LeoGag80
Poem Published
24th Feb 2020 9:24am
24th Feb 2020 9:24am
When You Touched My Pen
You didn't know you were touching
Something so powerful
Something so extraordinary
Something so majestic
Like the fires of dynamite
Like the sparks of a campfire
Something sacred, something special
Like a virgin's innocence
All of those essence,'
Clothed in my pen
The spokesperson of that
Which pulsates within my spirit
Burns potently in my spine
Blazes brightly within my eyes
You rendered her words like a spell
No! Not the pen I write with!
The one I "feel" with
The one I "breathe"...
Something so powerful
Something so extraordinary
Something so majestic
Like the fires of dynamite
Like the sparks of a campfire
Something sacred, something special
Like a virgin's innocence
All of those essence,'
Clothed in my pen
The spokesperson of that
Which pulsates within my spirit
Burns potently in my spine
Blazes brightly within my eyes
You rendered her words like a spell
No! Not the pen I write with!
The one I "feel" with
The one I "breathe"...
#love
#kindness
#brother
#family
#friendship
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Jiminex
Poem Published
19th Feb 2020 8:57pm
19th Feb 2020 8:57pm
Ode to maddie and max
Little blue ribbons tied up in her hair.
Sweet lil lady nor a worry or a care.
Watching veggie tales and play along.
Shes watched enough I know every song.
Helps me know not all I've done is wrong
Little leather boots with matching hat.
Has a shotgun favoring a plastic bat.
Such a great little man don't tell him that
One so different from the other.
Yet Can barely see it in one another.
Bonded love of twin sister and brother.
Argue of anything.
Sound like angels when they both sing.
In...
Sweet lil lady nor a worry or a care.
Watching veggie tales and play along.
Shes watched enough I know every song.
Helps me know not all I've done is wrong
Little leather boots with matching hat.
Has a shotgun favoring a plastic bat.
Such a great little man don't tell him that
One so different from the other.
Yet Can barely see it in one another.
Bonded love of twin sister and brother.
Argue of anything.
Sound like angels when they both sing.
In...
#brother
#sister
#children
#childhood
#family
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3 Comments
rosemary08
Poem Published
17th Feb 2020 7:43pm
17th Feb 2020 7:43pm
VISAGE
To pay with death.
To pay with your life.
The vision of a god,
Once sat upon thy throne.
Riddled with jewels,
Swelling with fumes.
Each day more, shall he bring upon his chores.
No more than a fool, written down on stained white stool.
How he dances with his queen.
Beauty and grace, all dressed up in lace.
His heart swelled with a pang of somber.
For he did not know, how he could do this much longer.
He spoke with a voice, dripping with gold.
As his queen spoke too, they crumbled in two.
...
To pay with your life.
The vision of a god,
Once sat upon thy throne.
Riddled with jewels,
Swelling with fumes.
Each day more, shall he bring upon his chores.
No more than a fool, written down on stained white stool.
How he dances with his queen.
Beauty and grace, all dressed up in lace.
His heart swelled with a pang of somber.
For he did not know, how he could do this much longer.
He spoke with a voice, dripping with gold.
As his queen spoke too, they crumbled in two.
...
#brother
#family
#identity #dreams
#identity #dreams
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SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
8th Feb 2020 7:59am
8th Feb 2020 7:59am
WICKED STEPMOTHER
Brother, you value
and protect her stuff as if
it were your daughter.
and protect her stuff as if
it were your daughter.
#brother
#senryu
#daughter #curse
#daughter #curse
58 reads
3 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
7th Feb 2020 6:53pm
7th Feb 2020 6:53pm
brotherman
♪a rhymed, mirrored octet♪
§
you
are my
brotherman.
we have frolicked
where deep waters flow,
p a s t earth mother’s n a v e l,
through the curves that brought us light,
while the world slept swathed in darkness.
rid of o u r procrustean b l a n k e t s,
whence t h i s ghastly appetite
for the straights of evil?
paint a new tableau
without colic:
master plan
drip-dry
true.
§
© Copyright 2020 February 07
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
§
you
are my
brotherman.
we have frolicked
where deep waters flow,
p a s t earth mother’s n a v e l,
through the curves that brought us light,
while the world slept swathed in darkness.
rid of o u r procrustean b l a n k e t s,
whence t h i s ghastly appetite
for the straights of evil?
paint a new tableau
without colic:
master plan
drip-dry
true.
§
© Copyright 2020 February 07
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
#love
#brother
#family
#friendship
#humankind
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RobynRenee
Poem Published
28th Jan 2020 4:01am
28th Jan 2020 4:01am
chasing fireflies, a short, short story
Lila ran through the grass, laughing as it tickled her bare feet.
“Come and play, Ted!” she called, beckoning to her brother.
“Hurry, the sun’s setting and the fireflies are out.”
Ted looked up from the book he had been reading.
“I’ll come in a minute. Let me just finish this page.”
Lila watched him for a while, then, stomping in disgust,
stalked over to where Ted sat.
“Get up.” she ordered, hands on hips, staring him down.
Ted laughed, “Alright, alright. I’m done and I’m coming.”
Lila’s face brightened, and she grabbed Ted’s hand.
Then,...
“Come and play, Ted!” she called, beckoning to her brother.
“Hurry, the sun’s setting and the fireflies are out.”
Ted looked up from the book he had been reading.
“I’ll come in a minute. Let me just finish this page.”
Lila watched him for a while, then, stomping in disgust,
stalked over to where Ted sat.
“Get up.” she ordered, hands on hips, staring him down.
Ted laughed, “Alright, alright. I’m done and I’m coming.”
Lila’s face brightened, and she grabbed Ted’s hand.
Then,...
#brother
#sister
#ShortStory
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