Brotherhood Poems

Brotherhood poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of brotherhood poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on brotherhood are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

Friends And Foe

Friends And Foe long poem

Hey you, just a dot in the sky, I know how big you are, there, I know distance is the foe, you fear, Divided by light years, Trust me, diminished infinitesimally, You look prettier. We all have foes and friends,

Letter To Missionary Friends

Letter To Missionary Friends prose poem

My dear brother, Of late, God has placed you in my heart We have sat and prayed together in years gone by I know many of your trials and disappointments I have known your loving missionary hearts Sometimes my eyes

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Wax and wane

Wax and wane prose poem

Myth has it that the riches of the rich are good for all the people And such a fable has got so many performances that it’s easy To be swayed into thinking that it’s just the truth. But when I

Welcome Home Brothers

Welcome Home Brothers short poem

Taps sound, a shot is fired. An echo reverberates through the valley The splash of tear drops, The sound of muted sobs. Grieving friends and family gather For a man they hardly know. Quite and shy, a family man, For

There Will Be Days

There Will Be Days prose poem

Today I met a stranger, he was nice but his thoughts were dangerous. But he seems to be nice. Let me tell you what he Said to me about the future The man says; There will be days, When our

Craig De Num

Craig De Num long poem

Dog Soldiers of the secret Scottish regimen Go in op of your creatures that lurk in The shadows I know you’ve found more Monsters than the world knows and the Labyrinth of your coven remains legend Since many hundred years

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Classrooms

Classrooms long poem

When I enter into the Class Can hear the noise of screwing and grinding Some of them sing and write Few bite and threaten Last benchers fearlessly chewing the bubblegum of life Girls beholding the elegant fingers Blackboard turns into

Problems

PROBLEMS Problems spare none Rich or poor; young or old none is free of problems Problems do come often some appears huge some miniature Huge problems appear like miniature when health gives way Miniature problem gets evaporated when losing somebody

My Conviction

My Conviction prose poem

People never trusted On my potential, I had none but myself Who had a conviction That someday such a poetry would come Through me That will just reverse the thought process Of the world. People have forced me To change

Abdication

Abdication short poem

It was a domestic pain, when we came apart in boots and helmets. Taking the shine away, moon gave up the fight on lake, against the clouds, a sniper intuitingly, started a homicidal blasting to start the rains. An ode

My Struggling Life

My Struggling Life short poem

Life I just don’t know how to describe it, But still I will try little BIT . As a child I always heard that life is a Puzzle to Solve , But when I started getting answers Questions started to

Sunset

Sunset short poem

Sun spreading its colourful rays, Slowly dispersing in water at pace, The clouds saluting its attitude The waves tuning its magic magnitude, It’s time for Sunset! It’s time for Sunset! Blowing breeze carried text of peace in it, Foot stamps

It Kinda Sucks That You’re Not Single

It Kinda Sucks That Youre Not Single short poem

You’re making eyes,while I make up my mind. Thinking of ways how I’d make you mine, You play that little game where you keep me guessing, You leave me wanting more so you’l keep on teasing, All i need is

Love You

Love You short poem

“Doubt that the sun doesn’t glow… doubt that the wind doesn’t blow, doubt that the river doesn’t flow…. But don’t ever doubt the friendship (love) I owe!!!!” “My life without you, is like sky without blue, autumn without dew, ship

The Decision

The Decision long poem

Standing at the top as she is about to drop People staring the street lights blaring but All I see is red as I look back in dread To the life that I’m leaving my heart is bleeding I have

The Life Song

The Life Song sonnet poems

In life, love, imagination, and belief, In soul, heart, mind, and death, My whole, solemn, and spiritual relief Is the song worshipped by my every breath. The melody played by the passion of my heart Can be heard from miles

Love Sonnet 127

Love Sonnet 127 sonnet poems

As light raindrops pat mildly on my hair, Reminding of the April drizzles felt; A heavier pour could drench in disrepair, Romantic strolls to fizzle or to melt; We watched torrents pelt our favorite tree, To gush off the boughs,

Womens Day

Womens Day short poem

Life starts through her A blessing she confer A pain hard to infer a sweet ending to refer She stands strong When things go wrong With a smile and a song Filled with hope and faith along She’s is hard

Time & Life

Time & Life long poem

Time runs faster than life, and life is nothing but time stretched into months years and so on; We, only we think, times moves fast or slow, actually, it is life whose movement determines its flow. in life, good times

Grateful & Hopeful

Grateful & Hopeful prose poem

Awakened with memories I’ve managed to keep quite a while So wonderful to be here just now, “I’m dressed with a smile!” Marvels are about to happen yet again, “I don’t know what?” Imagining lucky horseshoes on my good old

Tamso’ ma jyotir gamaya

Tamso ma jyotir gamaya short poem

A faint knock on the door again reminiscent of old demons old dilemmas that die hard enticing me to the unknown, once again uncharted terrain with entrapment for life trying to re-define, re-invent what all take for granted why does

Eclipsed

Eclipsed long poem

As soon as upon the east, the Sun appeared The darkness out of fear slowly disappeared The Sun immediately commenced the invasion To conquer the skies and complete the mission Annihilating the stars which were apart The sun added each

Walking Stick

Walking Stick long poem

What foolishness you dear men, think of me, am a stick Mere pole, with no life nor living strength, but thy force; That you felt inactive, is my strength, me a poor branch of a tree, Cut apart and fell

Love In Original

Love In Original short poem

After a soot rain the grey fear moved centripetally, seeking centrum; thoughts, saffron colored, in the words went mute. You were still searching the head, of a nameless torso, in a heap of your failures. The river had run dry.

Life is beautiful still

Life is beautiful still short poem

Life is beautiful still there is hope though at a far away horizon, there is light though it is beyond the promised dawn, there is love though it is full of peril, there is peace though the path to it

I Remember You Dear Amma

I Remember You Dear Amma long poem

I will miss you till my last breath dear Amma I breath in each breath in remembrance of you dear Amma Growing up as a child in the family of five I worshiped you mother taking on life without any

Beauty In My Eyes

Beauty In My Eyes short poem

I set out on a voyage, to unfold, unearth the myriad layers of the secrets that creation hides behind each speck, each face. My heart went into raptures at the prodigious loveliness of what I saw! Pretty, smiling faces, eyes

My Father

My Father long poem

My Father I see her in front of me, but not for long, she Leaves without a Word or goodbye, Disappears into her own brutal Darkness, NEVER seeming to plan to return, a deluded life I lived now shattered IN

Blood On My Roses

Blood On My Roses sonnet poems

Brambly winds has shaken the buds of your may And may be your coral is much more red And in the blue Mediterranean where she has lay The dreams of a crystalline streams by her bed Past her garden where

My Jewel

My Jewel short poem

Amber your name burns like the embers in a fire, you’re more beautiful than a ruby an saphire, the shimmer shine that you reflect is more valuable than you expect, A precise jewel like you is hard to find, while

I Love You

I Love You long poem

I love you. Words whispered into my ears and screamed in passion, I love you! You lied. And I guess I did too. Because like all tragic love stories, we were young and we were dumb and neither one of

December 1st 1957

December 1st 1957 prose poem

alternate title: debut of Amelie Beth Harris – McGeehan First borne progeny to the late Harriet and current octogenarian widower Boyce Harris her birth delivered more than the sum total of a healthy baby girl, she gurgled with contentment as

Words Of Wonder

Words Of  Wonder short poem

A word on a line joined with many and more A story to tell from behind a closed door A line on a page, a paragraph to make From a thoughtful sage or the ones who forsake A page in

Haircut

Haircut short poem

Maybe i need a haircut or maybe i need a new head when nothing fits one has to be one’s own tailor a fish eye lens would help to see all at the same time a ride up in clouds

My New Home

My New Home long poem

I feel all alone In a dark place with no sign of life Sign of life being happiness and love The dark place is in my head Cause I have created this place for myself to escape the reality The

Foolish Heart

Foolish Heart short poem

“Foolish Heart” The reflection of ourselves is what we look For in others that is where A mere Connection is born whether if It is tainted wickedness or pure kindness Just the thought alone that we can’t remain frozen over

I Belong There

I Belong There prose poem

And I almost caved in when I sat down on the sand dune Like dancing serpents the sand particles danced before me Enthralled me, swept me off to fall in love with them I closed my eyes, breathed Choosing to

A Winter

A Winter short poem

Night before stood sentry on ice cracked edge of North Gawber pit above Willow Bank, known site for Frogbit, Whorled WaterMillfoil waters edge, and I in the dark contemplate ice in bone. Whorled Water Millfoil survives harshest icy blast, turions,

Co

Co short poem

Some science and commerce words are cut to use ‘co’ in shortcut. The intelligent way of stamping saves the labor of writing. Company loses its ‘mpany’ and ‘C0’ never looks funny. Another ‘Co’ presents color of black berry and ‘Cobalt’

Waiting

Waiting short poem

I am in fact Waiting for the rain When the water and sun Make love again When Mother Nature sings When the moon hides When deathly thunder rings When the thirsty earth chides When lovers embrace And I feel their