Sisterhood Poems

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

An Unfair Sisterhood

An Unfair Sisterhood short poem

Find your place the back of the bus take what they give you don’t make a fuss do as they say not as they do follow their rules stay quiet too no protesting … no squeaky wheel go through the

Sisterhood Friendship

Sisterhood Friendship short poem

Remember the season, When you and I become friends for a reason, Since then we’ve been together, In happiness and pain it doesn’t matter. We capture every split second, That’s how we reckon every memories after hand, The felicity that

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My Sister

My Sister long poem

There is a woman I love, I call her my sister We spent only two years, little time together Yet, as the time passed we grew closer On the first day in hostel, a late night conversation Soon turned into

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Surfing Solitude

Surfing Solitude short poem

*Whoosh* Thoughts embedded into my psyche unravel, As I steadily make my way out past the unabating white water. The pure, crisp, salty air fills my nose, lungs, and heart. *Whoosh* I cast an earnest gaze onto the horizon, Awaiting

How Beautiful Is Thee

How Beautiful Is Thee short poem

How sweet thy name I speak it and your voice calls I hear wonderful whispers from your lips Followed by the smile bestowed upon your face How beautiful is thee… When you cry, a tear strikes my eye When you

Farmer’s Tale

Farmers Tale long poem

Tilling the Piece of land of his own had a Telling effect on his family as the life they lived was full of happiness and Peace Day and night of sweat and blood that he toiled seemed to him like

Schadenfreude

Schadenfreude short poem

Just needle on all of their pain, Is there something that you’d like to gain, But its all amiss when she plants her devilish kiss, After all, somebody’s misfortune is someone’s momentary bliss. Well the Schadenfreuder never sleeps, At least

Venom and loneliness

Venom and loneliness short poem

A creepy crawling snake wrapped around a twig slithering its way up the rotten branch.. Remnants of a tree trunk after termites had there way the branch snaps the snake falls down… Creepy crawly snake the vicious venomous snake it

Farewell

Farewell short poem

Nothing more to do or see I’ve seen it all The sudden rise The tragic fall… A better life Supposedly awaits. Why not end this then? An honorable goodbye Rather than a bland farewell. Let’s celebrate one last time Bring

Winter

Winter short poem

Winter is witnessing the mysterious slumber Silence is peculiarly sharp and scandalizing. And the polar bears are all happy in their sleep. Hunting is a time game of the predator. Winner lives and the other loses to hunger. Northern Cardinals,

Solemnity

Solemnity short poem

Most dabbled indulgences are not means to any end Attempts just plain perhaps for old afflictions to mend Each day breaks new dawn again onto the cyclical night Waited more than my share for reversal of chronic plight Weary of

Feel Of Sharing A God

Feel Of Sharing A God short poem

It should not have happened this way, or that way, rendering breathing difficult in the intense smoke of misunderstanding. The granite wall between the doors! You grope through a thicket of words crossing the centuries of hate. Sun, no sun

Familiar Face

Familiar Face prose poem

I look upon a face so familiar Always the same, yet ever changing. This day are you friend or foe? You exist not to inform, Nor to advise. Your face reminds me of what was, What is, And what is

Sweet Dreams

Sweet Dreams short poem

Thou knowest my heart belongs to thee , That thine eyes should always see , Sleep in peace oh my love melt away in sweet dreamy land , like floating daisy in a pond , May thy vision be of

Floating For You

Floating For You sonnet poems

My feet can’t touch the ground when you’re around Since your smile makes me leap while your gaze Effortlessly keeps my head in the clouds While I’m unwittingly tied to this place. No song lasts longer than Lynyrd Skynyrd’s “Sweet

New Orleans

New Orleans short poem

Well I’m a heading back to NEW ORLEANS Tonight, gotta get out of this one horse town And back to Bourbon street where the night Life is hot to trot in the big city lights and the Music keeps you

Last Night’s Dream

Last Nights Dream short poem

I don’t recall much from last night’s dream only that you were there and so was I for the first time in quite a while I remember your figure glowing in the darkness of sleep so brightly it threatened to

Going On

Going On short poem

Hardly he could see the sun And the eyes misted by fog. Walks and walks this frozen lad Until the unknown terminal. Who could he rely upon? Accompanied by the woods. Singing a song of folk, Nothing but walks on

Flow River Verse, Over Sad Smiles…

Flow River Verse, Over Sad Smiles… prose poem

Let flow, the drops of love Over the meadows of John Donne’s verse Inside the crafts of Dewey’s penning And Milton’s insight On the ripple tranquility of Shelley’s words Bouncing of Browning’s beetles Shallow clattering of Shakespeare’s sonnets Through the

Empathy (Shadow Acrostic)

Empathy (Shadow Acrostic) short poem

Emotional states of a neurosciencE Match another person’s spectruM Personal feeling as soft as snowdroP Associated with individual’s utopiA Teacher and learner both altruisT Home for those homeless, a flourisH Yarn of compassion and sympathY

Feathers To Spare

Feathers To Spare elegy

Like a moth to a burning flame, I keep getting burnt One feather at a time. I wonder how many more I can burn. Ask me my favourite colour And I’ll tell you It’s the colour of cinder just before

In The Morning Of Summer

In The Morning Of Summer short poem

In the morning of summer, when life was lonely Sitting beneath the trees, and thinking about you My heart, my heart is lonely Still don’t realize you left me lonely In the morning of summer, when life was lonely Remembering

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

Breaking News: “There Is Rainfall In My Mind.”

Breaking News: There Is Rainfall In My Mind. short poem

Breaking news: There is rainfall in my mind, bringing all memories of the past down to my feet! My paper boats had reached the far oceans, in my childhood, never to come back. They took away my childhood with them

A New Prophet

A New Prophet long poem

first I woke the birds clumsy steps on crumbling asphalt it was the antidepressants an undiagnosed chemical stroke my mood uplifted my right foot dragging on occasion tripping over carpet or in this case turd-black pebbles clattering waking hidden birds

When You Were There…

When You Were There… long poem

I heard the shepherdess sing The song of dawn upon the hill Merry go the twinkling stars In shelter of their dream The sunbeams come Dancing upon the lake When the yellow traveler Makes his sway Flowers open up their

Freedom Sea

Freedom Sea short poem

Well there comes a time when every boy Must become a man but don’t cry mama I’ll be just fine on my own and I don’t need Anyone to hold my hand I know you’ll Miss me while I’m gone

Forgotten

Forgotten short poem

How deep is the hole I fell into That light does not shine upon my naked soul Am I to live all eternity bound in this grave Once I heard your voice sing but only silence Greets my ears now

Pebbles In The Pond

Pebbles In The Pond short poem

A crooked slanting moon shifts the eye comes under the chaste tree and washes the tainted victory. Wolves start howling at the tomb of unknown martyr, man-eaters recoil on the sugar island and talk about destinies, A mourning crowd walks

Mum Not In This Life

Mum Not In This Life short poem

There’s an empty hole Left behind Heartache and sorrow are entwined In every action, thought and feeling I have A big part is missing since you have passed Sadness tainting memories with lost hope Externally showing to all I can

Keep Faith

Keep Faith short poem

Behold, a new world awaits, With promises of a better future…! But the road is not so easy, With turbulent seas as a gift from nature…!! You’ll either learn to survive, Even in the harshest of conditions…! Or will perish

You In Me

You In Me short poem

With every falling tear drop, You are drifting out of me. The day I stop crying, Just know that there’s no you in me. With every song I sing, I think about you. The day I stop singing, Just know

Let me sleep

Let me sleep short poem

Where is this Where I am right now, Is this the dream, I had dreamt a long time back Why don’t I feel The anguish, I only recently had. Why do I see the colors so vivid How come there

The Waterfall

The Waterfall short poem

When you stand in the thrall of the waterfall Overwhelmed by its crashing power When your cheeks feel the sting of its icy caress And you don’t know the day or the hour When your ears and your tongue are

Thankful

Thankful short poem

I hate that feeling when I open my eyes, I hold my breath in dread, Will today be a morning to rise, Or will I just stay in my bed? I make my plans in hope that I, Will be

Climax Of The Ocean Tides

Climax Of The Ocean Tides short poem

It reminds me of the tides, either at dawn or high noon. Or on the 14th day of the lunar cycle of the moon. It reminds me of the incoming waves, that the tides wash ashore. Or the beating ripples

Broken Hearts

Broken Hearts short poem

Why do we argue and fight? And hurt someone we love? Why does it take years to make and maintain a relation? But just a second to break one? Why have we become so insensitive? And have stopped finding a

Evil Loses

Evil Loses short poem

He had a point to make People viewed he was good He knew inside stories Was privy to information Actually tried blackmailing Under the garb of advising People fell prey to his ways To people who suspected him He was

Heavenly Guidance

Heavenly Guidance short poem

A quivering mud lamp under the basil was sending signals for benign inconsistencies and a covert interceptor to stop a death to himself. It was a no moon day to monopolize the open eyes and closed lips. Piercing screams were