Sister Poems
#sister
Poems about sisters, the love and closeness between siblings. Sister poems explore the good and bad side of family relationships with sisters.
Is It Okay If I Join You Guys?
Jordan was enjoying having herself probed
by her husband Nikolas before they saw her
sister Skylar standing in the doorway of
their bedroom with one hand inside those lace panties.
by her husband Nikolas before they saw her
sister Skylar standing in the doorway of
their bedroom with one hand inside those lace panties.
#fiction
#home
#husband
#sex
#sister
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When Women Rule the World
When women rule the world
No more male domination
Bye misogyny
Fuck your rape
And don’t choke me daddy
Through passage of time all these years
Not one woman who should represent
Made it to the altar of world power
Men are brash and mean
Lady so steady and strong
Tired of watching them grind it down
As they pick it up
Put us back together a family unit
Got a lot on their plate that
We don’t realize or recognize
Carry our seed to bring a new day
Like to see a man do that
He’d say no...
No more male domination
Bye misogyny
Fuck your rape
And don’t choke me daddy
Through passage of time all these years
Not one woman who should represent
Made it to the altar of world power
Men are brash and mean
Lady so steady and strong
Tired of watching them grind it down
As they pick it up
Put us back together a family unit
Got a lot on their plate that
We don’t realize or recognize
Carry our seed to bring a new day
Like to see a man do that
He’d say no...
#courage
#inspirational
#mother #sister
#mother #sister
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A Sunset, A Passing and Remembrance
our youthful steps printed on the sand
when we wandered on this beach
we were young and invincible
youth upon our wings we dared to soar
we wandered watching many sunsets
admiring the hues of the sky
reflecting on the sea in many colours
we walked, sharing our dreams
we made promises never to forget
the times together cups of tea
shared on tables with scrabble blocks
crumbs of biscuits on table cloth
death a thief stole your golden days
life that led us in its winding highways
parted us in crossroads...
when we wandered on this beach
we were young and invincible
youth upon our wings we dared to soar
we wandered watching many sunsets
admiring the hues of the sky
reflecting on the sea in many colours
we walked, sharing our dreams
we made promises never to forget
the times together cups of tea
shared on tables with scrabble blocks
crumbs of biscuits on table cloth
death a thief stole your golden days
life that led us in its winding highways
parted us in crossroads...
#death
#sister
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To Give The Teen Modeling Competition One More Shot
Mandy decided to give the teen
modeling competition one
more shot by posing fully
naked on her bed and
keeping photos from
Kristin and their
parents or
they'll go
nuts.
modeling competition one
more shot by posing fully
naked on her bed and
keeping photos from
Kristin and their
parents or
they'll go
nuts.
#Fanfiction
#fiction
#parent
#sex
#sister
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Get loved sissy
for years I have tried to write a poem about my sister, but the words always crumble into nothing when they hit the paper. As if they knew they were not strong enough to carry my love for her. page after page never truly right. She is wildfire yet safety, from the very moment my eyes opened for the first time, she has been there. the oceans could all dry up, and the sun could swallow the earth, as long as I had my sister I would be ok, nothing else would matter. She is everything all at once , though we are far apart my adoration for her has never faltered or changed. protector , friend, and...
#memories
#sister
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The Protector
Sound muffled
By the ringing in my ears
Light flowing then stopping
Darkness
Right before I close the closet door
Crying tears
That have come from my sisters eyes
By the ringing in my ears
Light flowing then stopping
Darkness
Right before I close the closet door
Crying tears
That have come from my sisters eyes
#emotions
#sister
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Dear Little Sister
I've seen you laugh...
I've seen you cry...
You know for you....
I'd truly die............
Fear not, for villians and fiens...
You know I'd bring them, to their knees...
I've seen you cry...
You know for you....
I'd truly die............
Fear not, for villians and fiens...
You know I'd bring them, to their knees...
#memories
#responsibility
#sister
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No Understanding
When my sister’s man hit her I had to come beat him down
But my sister must have loved the hits, because her stupid ass stayed around,
“Hopefully she will wise up and get some common sense in her head
And the final lesson is not ending up dead,
“Then fuck all of the talking-I’m coming to get ya’
Smile motherfucka, because homicide will be taking your picture,
“Clear your throat pastor the time is coming for you to preach that sermon
Because hell is where that motherfucka will be burning,
“Slow singing and flower...
But my sister must have loved the hits, because her stupid ass stayed around,
“Hopefully she will wise up and get some common sense in her head
And the final lesson is not ending up dead,
“Then fuck all of the talking-I’m coming to get ya’
Smile motherfucka, because homicide will be taking your picture,
“Clear your throat pastor the time is coming for you to preach that sermon
Because hell is where that motherfucka will be burning,
“Slow singing and flower...
#family
#revenge
#sister
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Feathers of the Same Bird
Feathers of the same bird,
One plucked at the tail and the other from the wing.
Singing the same song,
Falling at different speeds.
The tail feather glides gently down,
The wing feather flies with the bird just a moment longer.
The tail feather reaches the ground,
The wing feather peaks among the clouds.
They sing in harmony,
One soft and one powerful.
One escapes the nest,
The other clings to the side of its mother.
Why did the tail feather let itself fall amongst the leaves and sticks?
Why didn’t it fly alongside the...
One plucked at the tail and the other from the wing.
Singing the same song,
Falling at different speeds.
The tail feather glides gently down,
The wing feather flies with the bird just a moment longer.
The tail feather reaches the ground,
The wing feather peaks among the clouds.
They sing in harmony,
One soft and one powerful.
One escapes the nest,
The other clings to the side of its mother.
Why did the tail feather let itself fall amongst the leaves and sticks?
Why didn’t it fly alongside the...
#abuse
#brother
#childhood
#family
#sister
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Roses And Relations Reborn
Roses And Relations Reborn
I woo my sister. “If the lover of Prospero’s daughter were not fictional wouldst thou not be his leading lady on the stage called life?”
“Dost thou make oracular airs? Such prophecies are not made in jest,” she says.
“Ah, just a portent of love glimpsed from afar.”
“Given my impeccable femininity attested to by thee wouldst thou let a bitter man’s choice fill thy shoes?”
“Since our womb abode was the same surely to share the same bed would be a...
I woo my sister. “If the lover of Prospero’s daughter were not fictional wouldst thou not be his leading lady on the stage called life?”
“Dost thou make oracular airs? Such prophecies are not made in jest,” she says.
“Ah, just a portent of love glimpsed from afar.”
“Given my impeccable femininity attested to by thee wouldst thou let a bitter man’s choice fill thy shoes?”
“Since our womb abode was the same surely to share the same bed would be a...
#brother
#erotic
#sensual
#sister
#WilliamShakespeare
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Bridges
I was just flipping through old pictures with my nephew to show him a little of what life was like in the 1980s.
What was so drastically different an experience had I grew up in the 60s?
It's not like anything was new! Everything we lived with, around and used was at least two or three generations old - save for the clothing, vehicles and music.
Of course I'll listen to whatever you've got from this decade, pop rock and nu wave was practically our religion?
Eight bit technology slowly started to creep and our TV tubes were nice and heavy and...
What was so drastically different an experience had I grew up in the 60s?
It's not like anything was new! Everything we lived with, around and used was at least two or three generations old - save for the clothing, vehicles and music.
Of course I'll listen to whatever you've got from this decade, pop rock and nu wave was practically our religion?
Eight bit technology slowly started to creep and our TV tubes were nice and heavy and...
#childhood
#family
#memories
#mother
#sister
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In Order To Earn Herself Some Cash
I could not believe that my sister
Abigail has allowed herself
to get naked and be cast
in a lesbian porn
flick in order to
earn herself some
cash without
asking
Dad.
Abigail has allowed herself
to get naked and be cast
in a lesbian porn
flick in order to
earn herself some
cash without
asking
Dad.
#corruption
#dialogue
#fiction
#sensual
#sister
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