Poems for and About Brothers Seeking Honest Critique
#brother
RagingFlames
Poem Published
27th Aug 2018 11:02pm
27th Aug 2018 11:02pm
Sis
Hey, I'm here for you.
I know we fight all the time
But hey...
The world's not perfect
It's normally shitty
But it'll be fine
If we have each other then we can get through this.
I'll don't want you crying
Or thinking you're alone.
You're my sister
Our parents are getting older
Eventually they will leave us...
But don't worry I'll help you
I know we fight all the time
But hey...
The world's not perfect
It's normally shitty
But it'll be fine
If we have each other then we can get through this.
I'll don't want you crying
Or thinking you're alone.
You're my sister
Our parents are getting older
Eventually they will leave us...
But don't worry I'll help you
#brother
#sister
#family
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DecipherMe
Poem Published
12th Aug 2018 5:27am
12th Aug 2018 5:27am
The Anniversary When We Celebrated
The dew chill presses its face along the window
leaking into the bedroom,
and it contracts
on the resting bulb
gagging it.
"Tomorrow you will mourn."
It's weird the way a person dies for one out of 8,037 days and won't respond even in a million more.
That was just one day.
As subtle as birth.
But sands of dirt
knocked on the casket sky of heavy flowers.
The Honor Guard had laid their flag and blew their horns,
being only men and women apart from the field,
even under the...
leaking into the bedroom,
and it contracts
on the resting bulb
gagging it.
"Tomorrow you will mourn."
It's weird the way a person dies for one out of 8,037 days and won't respond even in a million more.
That was just one day.
As subtle as birth.
But sands of dirt
knocked on the casket sky of heavy flowers.
The Honor Guard had laid their flag and blew their horns,
being only men and women apart from the field,
even under the...
#brother
#soldiers
#memorial
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spdred
spidey
spidey
Poem Published
15th Jun 2018 7:08pm
15th Jun 2018 7:08pm
Mirror Witness
severance. sweet severance,
above the wilted blooms of love and rage,
a foot beneath the grip of brotherhood.
where patience stands, and loyalty lies dead,
the summer comes and passes as it should.
a grace,
so trampled as grace has, and always will,
an offering upon the shrine of pride.
a protest to the leash that ever has,
but echoing into the great divide.
a thought,
repeating.
repeating.
repeating.
do not forgive me my faithlessness.
severance. sweet...
above the wilted blooms of love and rage,
a foot beneath the grip of brotherhood.
where patience stands, and loyalty lies dead,
the summer comes and passes as it should.
a grace,
so trampled as grace has, and always will,
an offering upon the shrine of pride.
a protest to the leash that ever has,
but echoing into the great divide.
a thought,
repeating.
repeating.
repeating.
do not forgive me my faithlessness.
severance. sweet...
#brother
#family
#patience #separation
#patience #separation
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SURVIVOR
Poem Published
30th Apr 2018 9:05pm
30th Apr 2018 9:05pm
Winterland
Spiriling down
Deeper and deeper
Darker and darker
Further and further
Body locked in rock
Head tilted back
Eyes of spook half moons of glacial blue
A truly disturbing sight of fright
Her thoughts drifting to a frigid winterland a million miles far far from home
Ruinous tornadic winds noxious with maggots sickly sweet ripeness of rot
Howling across icy canyons
Thunderous sparks of white-hot lightening
Snapping the sky
Rattling the ground ...
Deeper and deeper
Darker and darker
Further and further
Body locked in rock
Head tilted back
Eyes of spook half moons of glacial blue
A truly disturbing sight of fright
Her thoughts drifting to a frigid winterland a million miles far far from home
Ruinous tornadic winds noxious with maggots sickly sweet ripeness of rot
Howling across icy canyons
Thunderous sparks of white-hot lightening
Snapping the sky
Rattling the ground ...
#brother
#ILoveYou
#MyInspiration
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Lyrically_Inclined
Poem Published
16th Apr 2018 11:36pm
16th Apr 2018 11:36pm
In the Moment
Have you ever stopped to realize
That you were in a moment?
And enjoyed every second
Before that time was spent?
We always look back to whenever it was
With fond memories and regret,
That we miss that time period in our lives
Or place, or people that we’ve met.
Old friends in school years
Before we grew up and life changed us all.
Maybe a job we had or your first apartment,
When you were broke but you somehow always had a ball!
When you learned that hard lesson that was difficult to take,
But you know you needed.
Or...
That you were in a moment?
And enjoyed every second
Before that time was spent?
We always look back to whenever it was
With fond memories and regret,
That we miss that time period in our lives
Or place, or people that we’ve met.
Old friends in school years
Before we grew up and life changed us all.
Maybe a job we had or your first apartment,
When you were broke but you somehow always had a ball!
When you learned that hard lesson that was difficult to take,
But you know you needed.
Or...
#brother
#friendship
#inspirational #memories
#inspirational #memories
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jmerrick73
Poem Published
15th Apr 2018 7:07am
15th Apr 2018 7:07am
Greed
Greed has taken over another.
Greed has consumed my beloved brother.
Regardless i still love my brother.
I just hate what he's become.
Most of his greed is due to his love of drugs, they make his soul numb.
Love of others is obsolete in his life.
His love is for drugs & money, the high.
My god forgive him for he is possessed.
His mentality? There is nothing left.
He borrows excessive amounts of money from family and friends.
When it's others that need the favor, he ignores their request and gives no ends.
My brother my brother whom...
Greed has consumed my beloved brother.
Regardless i still love my brother.
I just hate what he's become.
Most of his greed is due to his love of drugs, they make his soul numb.
Love of others is obsolete in his life.
His love is for drugs & money, the high.
My god forgive him for he is possessed.
His mentality? There is nothing left.
He borrows excessive amounts of money from family and friends.
When it's others that need the favor, he ignores their request and gives no ends.
My brother my brother whom...
#brother
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David_Macleod
14397816
14397816
Poem Published
1st Apr 2018 9:31pm
1st Apr 2018 9:31pm
BROTHERS - - - - Dedicated to Murdo Macleod
Forgiveness is a wonderful gift to get
But can be a very difficult one to give
Blood and water spill under the bridge
Flowing freely in unison and in pain
The fast rapids need to be ignored
There is never a quick fix that sticks
The cascading falls roar like a lion
I wanted to attack like a angry lion
The blood and water turn into wine
like souls, hearts and minds meeting
A good wine sometimes can take
Such a very long time to fully mature
Like the ice in this vodka it is now cool
The previous angry need to attack him ...
But can be a very difficult one to give
Blood and water spill under the bridge
Flowing freely in unison and in pain
The fast rapids need to be ignored
There is never a quick fix that sticks
The cascading falls roar like a lion
I wanted to attack like a angry lion
The blood and water turn into wine
like souls, hearts and minds meeting
A good wine sometimes can take
Such a very long time to fully mature
Like the ice in this vodka it is now cool
The previous angry need to attack him ...
#hope
#brother
#forgiveness
#family
#TimeHeals
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CharlotteMae
Poem Published
31st Mar 2018 4:58am
31st Mar 2018 4:58am
The Battle
A scarlet blade,
The mask of black,
Here was our battle,
There was no turning back.
As the young sith
Made his stand,
She swiftly charged
With saber in hand.
After the swords clashed,
He extended his arm,
Loudly yelling “Force push”,
While intending much harm.
She stumbled and fell
Pretending it worked,
Letting out a giggle
And a bit of a smirk.
Standing over her proudly,
He knew he was the winner.
Then mom yelled from downstairs,
“Guys, It’s time for...
The mask of black,
Here was our battle,
There was no turning back.
As the young sith
Made his stand,
She swiftly charged
With saber in hand.
After the swords clashed,
He extended his arm,
Loudly yelling “Force push”,
While intending much harm.
She stumbled and fell
Pretending it worked,
Letting out a giggle
And a bit of a smirk.
Standing over her proudly,
He knew he was the winner.
Then mom yelled from downstairs,
“Guys, It’s time for...
#brother
#family
#funny #memories
#funny #memories
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Dallas_Fae_Parker
Dally Parker
Dally Parker
Poem Published
24th Mar 2018 2:53am
24th Mar 2018 2:53am
I Wonder
I think of you, and I wonder;
When people ask, do you tell them we died? Or do you pretend we didn’t exist at all?
Can you still thumb through the pages of that old bloodstained bible?
Can you still read the story of Gideon? Or do you skip those verses?
Do you think of me every time you sit down at the table to pray?
Singing my name at church, seeing it plastered all over that holy book you hold so dear.
Surrounded by the life you’ve built on lies.
A daughter my age, a son his age.
How coincidental
Does your tongue betray you when you call for...
When people ask, do you tell them we died? Or do you pretend we didn’t exist at all?
Can you still thumb through the pages of that old bloodstained bible?
Can you still read the story of Gideon? Or do you skip those verses?
Do you think of me every time you sit down at the table to pray?
Singing my name at church, seeing it plastered all over that holy book you hold so dear.
Surrounded by the life you’ve built on lies.
A daughter my age, a son his age.
How coincidental
Does your tongue betray you when you call for...
#mother
#brother
#childhood #family
#childhood #family
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BlueBeastGirl
Beasty
Beasty
Poem Published
8th Mar 2018 3:45am
8th Mar 2018 3:45am
Hands (Be warned)
#mother
#brother
#childhood #violence
#childhood #violence
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zosogirl7
Chelley Bean
Chelley Bean
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2017 3:02am
3rd Nov 2017 3:02am
Bubby Love
Bubby Love
My big brother is my best friend
Always has been and always will
He protected me, when we were young
Our hearts both need a little mend
We lived lives that were just to real
He stood as tall, as the trees did hung
All we had was each other
Worthless was our father and mother
I followed him like a lost puppy
He must've tired of his constant shadow
But when we were alone, we were happy
Other times we were so low
Forget the guns and shouting matches
We've seen to much, that's for sure
Closed hands and...
My big brother is my best friend
Always has been and always will
He protected me, when we were young
Our hearts both need a little mend
We lived lives that were just to real
He stood as tall, as the trees did hung
All we had was each other
Worthless was our father and mother
I followed him like a lost puppy
He must've tired of his constant shadow
But when we were alone, we were happy
Other times we were so low
Forget the guns and shouting matches
We've seen to much, that's for sure
Closed hands and...
#brother
#family
#support
#admiration
#heroic
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archetype23
Poem Published
28th Aug 2017 3:52am
28th Aug 2017 3:52am
LITTLE BROTHER, WHERE DO I BEGIN?
O, little brother, where do I begin?
Its a story, an allegory, of unoriginal sin
There wasn't room for another within the womb of our mother
so I absorbed you into me, my little twin brother
Not quite alive, yet not fully dead
You're a rumor of a tumor living inside my head
I hear you scream out curses of all kinds all the time
shrieking verses in my mind at the tormenting divine
within your prison, your forsaken and unholy shrine
yet you've risen to take over half of my mind
A material ethereal presence, refusing to bend
A nemesis of...
Its a story, an allegory, of unoriginal sin
There wasn't room for another within the womb of our mother
so I absorbed you into me, my little twin brother
Not quite alive, yet not fully dead
You're a rumor of a tumor living inside my head
I hear you scream out curses of all kinds all the time
shrieking verses in my mind at the tormenting divine
within your prison, your forsaken and unholy shrine
yet you've risen to take over half of my mind
A material ethereal presence, refusing to bend
A nemesis of...
#dark
#brother
#minimalist
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