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.
that 2nd step...
7 of 30
she stepped boldly off a cliff
eyes open wide
spreading wings untried
& my gods...
you should have seen that girl fly
in a clear blue sky she grew more confident
sure she could soar at last
but a storm blew in & she was caught in the blast
startled by sudden turbulence
she plummeted toward the ground
trembling & crumpled
heart thundering & battered
fractured wings curled protectively around
her
stability shattered
as whispers in her ear offered much needed hope ...
she stepped boldly off a cliff
eyes open wide
spreading wings untried
& my gods...
you should have seen that girl fly
in a clear blue sky she grew more confident
sure she could soar at last
but a storm blew in & she was caught in the blast
startled by sudden turbulence
she plummeted toward the ground
trembling & crumpled
heart thundering & battered
fractured wings curled protectively around
her
stability shattered
as whispers in her ear offered much needed hope ...
#strength
#sister
#admiration #NaPoWriMo2024
#admiration #NaPoWriMo2024
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The Sisters Alvarado
I’m down memory memory lane…
That path is full of dead ends
& painful scars
that time can’t heal!
The sisters I thought I’d always have
but lost to life!
They’re in so many songs
that make me cry!!!
They are gone
with no future memories
to come!!!
The end happened years ago
but I can’t let go!
I have few people I truly loved
and my sisters are the only reason
I fought to survive…
Now I go on without them…
The common problem that united us
became the person that separates us…
It hurts to...
That path is full of dead ends
& painful scars
that time can’t heal!
The sisters I thought I’d always have
but lost to life!
They’re in so many songs
that make me cry!!!
They are gone
with no future memories
to come!!!
The end happened years ago
but I can’t let go!
I have few people I truly loved
and my sisters are the only reason
I fought to survive…
Now I go on without them…
The common problem that united us
became the person that separates us…
It hurts to...
#love
#sister
#IMissYou #hurt
#IMissYou #hurt
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Who Looks Sexier? Me Or My Sister?
Hugh spotted Julia's new dress.
It looks like the one Justine's wearing.
His problem's telling them apart.
It looks like the one Justine's wearing.
His problem's telling them apart.
#anxiety
#sister
#friendship
#fiction
#confusion
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profundity of kitty litter
one of the most profound things she ever said in my presence
had nothing (& everything) to do with life
my little sister is a wealth of unexpected knowledge
but this statement has always stuck in my mind
we were sharing a house at the time
splitting household chores & expenses
among them...4 cats between us
she came home one day with a new kind of kitty litter
scoopable...which wasn't a thing until then
I watched as she filled the box
then frowned when she pulled out a soup ladle
placing it neatly in a jar beside the pan ...
had nothing (& everything) to do with life
my little sister is a wealth of unexpected knowledge
but this statement has always stuck in my mind
we were sharing a house at the time
splitting household chores & expenses
among them...4 cats between us
she came home one day with a new kind of kitty litter
scoopable...which wasn't a thing until then
I watched as she filled the box
then frowned when she pulled out a soup ladle
placing it neatly in a jar beside the pan ...
#sister
#memories
#learning
#wisdom
#PersonalGrowth
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The Days I Remember
I remember the smell of rain on asphalt
The gentle caress of the summer breeze
The sweet taste of fruits so ripe
The music that was your laughter
I miss the happiness in your eyes
when home still welcomed us
The gentle caress of the summer breeze
The sweet taste of fruits so ripe
The music that was your laughter
I miss the happiness in your eyes
when home still welcomed us
#sister
#memories
#escape #separation
#escape #separation
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Happy Birthday to #9
I do not know, as yet, if you have heard
about the poet who rules the night
with chiseled stanzas and surpassing word,
like the sort that might give werewolves delight.
He champions the old and gothic whimsey
like Edgar Allan Poe, or some old ghost,
whose haunting voice is not weak or flimsy
like some daytime T.V. talk show host.
Oh, the time has come for all to witness
the genius of my nocturnal thought
and glorious linguistic fitness...
the kind, you know, that just can't be bought.
But hold! The bells have...
about the poet who rules the night
with chiseled stanzas and surpassing word,
like the sort that might give werewolves delight.
He champions the old and gothic whimsey
like Edgar Allan Poe, or some old ghost,
whose haunting voice is not weak or flimsy
like some daytime T.V. talk show host.
Oh, the time has come for all to witness
the genius of my nocturnal thought
and glorious linguistic fitness...
the kind, you know, that just can't be bought.
But hold! The bells have...
#sister
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Her One Last Chance To Finally Get Some Sleep
My
sister
suffered from
insomnia
so much that she got
desperate enough to
strip dow, put on a robe and
follow a hot stud into his
apartment. And it must have worked for
she woke up the next day still in his bed.
sister
suffered from
insomnia
so much that she got
desperate enough to
strip dow, put on a robe and
follow a hot stud into his
apartment. And it must have worked for
she woke up the next day still in his bed.
#sister
#fiction
#insomnia
#dialogue
#sensual
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India.
Why India
Is full of dirt?
It recycles waste
Thrown for a dollar.
If you can't build a nation
You can never build a business
Religion is the opium of masses
They gave me opium but snatched it and left me suffering
Medication,Fucking medicine school,taichi what not for cultivation of opium.
God Paramhansa Yogananda saved me.Why spring and autumn🍃🍂 are apart?
So the king lost the Glory!
That was...
Is full of dirt?
It recycles waste
Thrown for a dollar.
If you can't build a nation
You can never build a business
Religion is the opium of masses
They gave me opium but snatched it and left me suffering
Medication,Fucking medicine school,taichi what not for cultivation of opium.
God Paramhansa Yogananda saved me.Why spring and autumn🍃🍂 are apart?
So the king lost the Glory!
That was...
#nature
#evolution
#sister
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Christmas
I remember the Christmas lights the best
decorating our tree with dazzling colors
so shiny next to the tinsel
the brightly wrapped packages
and my dreams of what would be awaiting me Christmas morning
I would watch all night waiting for Santa to come
bringing gifts for me and my sisters
I could barely stand the wait
until then we baked Christmas cookies
and made lists for the man himself
my dad was my favorite part of the season
he loved Christmas and would always go out of his way
to make it beautiful for us
...
decorating our tree with dazzling colors
so shiny next to the tinsel
the brightly wrapped packages
and my dreams of what would be awaiting me Christmas morning
I would watch all night waiting for Santa to come
bringing gifts for me and my sisters
I could barely stand the wait
until then we baked Christmas cookies
and made lists for the man himself
my dad was my favorite part of the season
he loved Christmas and would always go out of his way
to make it beautiful for us
...
#love
#father
#sister
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Aftermath
The sky is deliciously clear,
a hundred white irises stare down on this,
this dilapidated Eden, this night
where the owl rings clear and the smoke billows steady
from corners of an upturned, chill coloured mouth
pouring out those cups of tears I've been carrying for my sisters,
I don't let on the barrel is heavy,
I don't let on I have no second vessel,
instead I sit on the porch and sing
quietly to the Moon
imagining I could still talk to you,
recognising there were so many tears when I could've
that even ten sisters couldn't carry...
a hundred white irises stare down on this,
this dilapidated Eden, this night
where the owl rings clear and the smoke billows steady
from corners of an upturned, chill coloured mouth
pouring out those cups of tears I've been carrying for my sisters,
I don't let on the barrel is heavy,
I don't let on I have no second vessel,
instead I sit on the porch and sing
quietly to the Moon
imagining I could still talk to you,
recognising there were so many tears when I could've
that even ten sisters couldn't carry...
#sister
#rebirth
#healing #emotions
#healing #emotions
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The TWINGLIGS.
Pschedulwed spent time at a Statements
Building.
Drafts for the firstfods a new one of the
Twingings and a subway burger
Brunch with a new one of the
Bruchette and brochette
Brokvon
Of the tea garden in the morning
In yeich heichi
Of the family
So the United much Municifields
Casw crmone.
Gusted the great day of
Nusched schedule.
Building.
Drafts for the firstfods a new one of the
Twingings and a subway burger
Brunch with a new one of the
Bruchette and brochette
Brokvon
Of the tea garden in the morning
In yeich heichi
Of the family
So the United much Municifields
Casw crmone.
Gusted the great day of
Nusched schedule.
#love
#mother
#father
#sister
#motherhood
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Sudeshna Rudra- Home address(Sister).
97 college lamp street.
S Honule
12 Cromwell
House no-202.
Kolkata 700086.
S Honule
12 Cromwell
House no-202.
Kolkata 700086.
#love
#sister
#family
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