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.
untitled_faygo
Poem Published
6th Apr 2023 3:54am
6th Apr 2023 3:54am
The playground
#grief
#brother
#frustration
#denial
#emptiness
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cheesa
Poem Published
4th Apr 2023 2:26pm
4th Apr 2023 2:26pm
Fck family
I never asked to be born
Times I wish I was not
Family can be phelm they can be snot
Chasing approval of a narcissist
I hope his face falls into a fist
There's no need to love family
Not when everything is against me
God I wish I wasn't born
Ever since I was I been scorn
Fuck my family
It's my life its about me
Times I wish I was not
Family can be phelm they can be snot
Chasing approval of a narcissist
I hope his face falls into a fist
There's no need to love family
Not when everything is against me
God I wish I wasn't born
Ever since I was I been scorn
Fuck my family
It's my life its about me
#brother
#childhood
#family #memories
#family #memories
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PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
18th Mar 2023 9:04pm
18th Mar 2023 9:04pm
Bumpy
Chapter 1
The Birth
Norman and Marlon had a sister named Claudia. She was their only sister. Claudia gave birth to a baby girl. The baby was born prematurely, and she was such a tiny thing. She weighed about two and a half pounds. The doctors at the hospital had to keep Claudia’s baby in an incubator for a few weeks. Claudia’s family were so happy when she brought home her cute Indian baby.
Norman was the youngest sibling. Although Marlon and his sister could not get along well, he loved his first niece very much. Claudia would put the baby on a pillow to sleep...
The Birth
Norman and Marlon had a sister named Claudia. She was their only sister. Claudia gave birth to a baby girl. The baby was born prematurely, and she was such a tiny thing. She weighed about two and a half pounds. The doctors at the hospital had to keep Claudia’s baby in an incubator for a few weeks. Claudia’s family were so happy when she brought home her cute Indian baby.
Norman was the youngest sibling. Although Marlon and his sister could not get along well, he loved his first niece very much. Claudia would put the baby on a pillow to sleep...
#brother
#sister
#birth
#school
#daughter
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oskar
Poem Published
6th Mar 2023 10:47am
6th Mar 2023 10:47am
oh, father, dear father
Oh, Father Dear!
When my children were small, I played with them, I was
a good father carried them on my shoulders, but when
they became teenagers and truculent I lost all interest in
their silly arguments paid for their education and went
abroad to live in our second home in Spain.
My children never write or ring, their mother, who didn’t
come to live with me, says it is because I had forsaken
them. I paid for their university and used my influence to get
their well-paid jobs, yet they feel I should have done more
I think they should be...
When my children were small, I played with them, I was
a good father carried them on my shoulders, but when
they became teenagers and truculent I lost all interest in
their silly arguments paid for their education and went
abroad to live in our second home in Spain.
My children never write or ring, their mother, who didn’t
come to live with me, says it is because I had forsaken
them. I paid for their university and used my influence to get
their well-paid jobs, yet they feel I should have done more
I think they should be...
#brother
#sister
#parent
#memories
#separation
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oskar
Poem Published
5th Mar 2023 11:05am
5th Mar 2023 11:05am
pizzini snd Broremann
Pizzini and Broremann
He used to carry a tiny notebook fitted for his pocket
writing down what he saw on his daily walks in the woods
and also writing rare words in newspapers when sat
in the café by the lake.
Leaves on trees, green grass fledglings trying to fly
many had success others drowned in tiny rainwater pools
life has the habit of crushing us; when we do our best
to be loyal to family and friends.
He once had a sister, generous and kind, who called him
Broremann (little man) because he was a serious child
living in a...
He used to carry a tiny notebook fitted for his pocket
writing down what he saw on his daily walks in the woods
and also writing rare words in newspapers when sat
in the café by the lake.
Leaves on trees, green grass fledglings trying to fly
many had success others drowned in tiny rainwater pools
life has the habit of crushing us; when we do our best
to be loyal to family and friends.
He once had a sister, generous and kind, who called him
Broremann (little man) because he was a serious child
living in a...
#brother
#children
#childhood
#family
#daughter
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oskar
Poem Published
24th Feb 2023 11:29am
24th Feb 2023 11:29am
washboard waltz
Washboard Waltz
Is a washboard musical when scrubbing socks on its metal ribbons?
The woman in the basement was not aware of anything other
than the soap suds, steamed-up windows and the sense of hopelessness
when working on a Saturday, a day of rest from the factory floor.
Other women, too, did laundry day, gave her a feeling of pride
to see her washing on the line was cleaner than theirs.
She sat by the window in the kitchen, keeping an eye on the washing
smoking cigarettes and drinking coffee from a mug with her name
and wondered if...
Is a washboard musical when scrubbing socks on its metal ribbons?
The woman in the basement was not aware of anything other
than the soap suds, steamed-up windows and the sense of hopelessness
when working on a Saturday, a day of rest from the factory floor.
Other women, too, did laundry day, gave her a feeling of pride
to see her washing on the line was cleaner than theirs.
She sat by the window in the kitchen, keeping an eye on the washing
smoking cigarettes and drinking coffee from a mug with her name
and wondered if...
#brother
#childhood
#family #daughter
#family #daughter
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oskar
Poem Published
16th Feb 2023 5:29pm
16th Feb 2023 5:29pm
a cabin in the woods
A cabin in the woods
In the flatland near the north-westerly coast where the wind blows hard
and is often rainy and cold; my great-grandparents planted many trees
that eventually became a forest, not a big forest, but enough to give
ease against the wind that sometimes blew roofs off barns and houses.
The perennials took root, although those near the sea were warped
Inside the woods, wild animals thrived, foxes, rabbits and many birds
A cabin was built to observe flora and fauna, and it was to a cabin
like this, my brother moved in an attempt to...
In the flatland near the north-westerly coast where the wind blows hard
and is often rainy and cold; my great-grandparents planted many trees
that eventually became a forest, not a big forest, but enough to give
ease against the wind that sometimes blew roofs off barns and houses.
The perennials took root, although those near the sea were warped
Inside the woods, wild animals thrived, foxes, rabbits and many birds
A cabin was built to observe flora and fauna, and it was to a cabin
like this, my brother moved in an attempt to...
#brother
#children
#childhood
#family
#separation
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oskar
Poem Published
11th Feb 2023 10:20am
11th Feb 2023 10:20am
morning with snow
Morning with snow
It had been a cold, clear night, moonlight on icy soil
towards dawn, it clouded over, snow fell soundlessly
shielded the glittering glass of broken windows
In the backyard made the ugly look eerily lovely
Worried about his wife, went into her bedroom, they
had long since shared a bed, she was asleep tired out
she had been hanging up family photos of the past.
She had asked him if she had changed much, referring
to a coloured picture, on the mantlepiece, of herself
as young, not much, darling, he gave her a hug; at...
It had been a cold, clear night, moonlight on icy soil
towards dawn, it clouded over, snow fell soundlessly
shielded the glittering glass of broken windows
In the backyard made the ugly look eerily lovely
Worried about his wife, went into her bedroom, they
had long since shared a bed, she was asleep tired out
she had been hanging up family photos of the past.
She had asked him if she had changed much, referring
to a coloured picture, on the mantlepiece, of herself
as young, not much, darling, he gave her a hug; at...
#brother
#children
#childhood
#family
#daughter
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2023 12:13pm
23rd Jan 2023 12:13pm
It Was During A Photo Session
Toby walked into Robert's
photography studio
in time to see him take some
pics of Leslie for some mag.
But then, eyes grew wide when Toby
saw Leslie lick her lips slowly.
"Toby, are you okay?" was
what Robert asked which snapped his
brother out of it in time
to see Leslie's confused look.
photography studio
in time to see him take some
pics of Leslie for some mag.
But then, eyes grew wide when Toby
saw Leslie lick her lips slowly.
"Toby, are you okay?" was
what Robert asked which snapped his
brother out of it in time
to see Leslie's confused look.
#brother
#dreams
#fiction
#confusion
#art
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2023 9:42pm
22nd Jan 2023 9:42pm
We Are Waiting For You By The Pool
Cassidy just got
to Joanna's loft apartment
and found a note that
says "We are waiting for you
by the pool. Please come join us."
But just as she was
about to take off her own
jumpsuit and reveal
her pink bikini, she heard
someone behind her say "hi".
That made Cassidy
turn around and see her best
friend's brother Kevin
coming towards her and say
"Welcome to our pool party."
"One guess. Your sister
is playing matchmaker one
more time. Right?" was what
Cassidy asked Kevin whose ...
to Joanna's loft apartment
and found a note that
says "We are waiting for you
by the pool. Please come join us."
But just as she was
about to take off her own
jumpsuit and reveal
her pink bikini, she heard
someone behind her say "hi".
That made Cassidy
turn around and see her best
friend's brother Kevin
coming towards her and say
"Welcome to our pool party."
"One guess. Your sister
is playing matchmaker one
more time. Right?" was what
Cassidy asked Kevin whose ...
#brother
#sister
#friendship
#summer
#fiction
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
21st Jan 2023 4:57am
21st Jan 2023 4:57am
Hostess~Host Ghost
zombies crawl sguiggle and giggle
it's a feast for the fit
entertain this, in your hour of metaphors
code locked and ready
wormwood for the toad, told ya so
ugly scarred but not for the morrow
injested grief, insidious need
you know me
I seek the higher realm
watch as I ride the dawn's last spangle
speak spanglish, nah
hand me the grief spoon and dish
no, my lips are sealed
wish to plead?
in this dimension and the next
cavorting in the atmospheric pressure
...
it's a feast for the fit
entertain this, in your hour of metaphors
code locked and ready
wormwood for the toad, told ya so
ugly scarred but not for the morrow
injested grief, insidious need
you know me
I seek the higher realm
watch as I ride the dawn's last spangle
speak spanglish, nah
hand me the grief spoon and dish
no, my lips are sealed
wish to plead?
in this dimension and the next
cavorting in the atmospheric pressure
...
#love
#brother
#sister #metaphor
#sister #metaphor
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
20th Jan 2023 4:10am
20th Jan 2023 4:10am
Raphium Series~Loosed
I enter into an understanding
my brothers are with me
Raphium willing to talk
I am a warrior of old
Brother do you wish to speak?
I seek you, my god, I miss you
does that weaken me in your mind
I lick disaster, stirring the pot
you seek approval
I desire freedom
a place of my own I can be me
with those who are deserving my disdain
come unto me
come unto me
come unto me
I will conceal you from the world
who knows only make believe
I've read Enoch
it tells me...
my brothers are with me
Raphium willing to talk
I am a warrior of old
Brother do you wish to speak?
I seek you, my god, I miss you
does that weaken me in your mind
I lick disaster, stirring the pot
you seek approval
I desire freedom
a place of my own I can be me
with those who are deserving my disdain
come unto me
come unto me
come unto me
I will conceal you from the world
who knows only make believe
I've read Enoch
it tells me...
#love
#lust
#brother #angels
#brother #angels
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