Brothers
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I know I cannot impress upon youThe love and care that I carryIt is not explosive, but stable.Strong, safe, familiar.Natural and home grownWith roots buried as deep as a tree decades old.
Two men died over a woman who was as beautiful as a jewel.They both loved her and they both died when they had a duel.This horrible incident occurred in the year 1802.Two lives were lost when both men were through.
Nine days back turned I 28
Today you went away
Though rarely you made your presence
Which felt so strange and out of place
And it's Corona and no friends to pay
the last to you of farewells
I am well aware that I am no stranger to mistakes. In truth, no one is, but this is how we learn and to be afraid of mistakes is to be afraid of the possibility for growth.
The path of a forest stream is
guided by the gentle branches of surrounding groves
meandering angles shaped by stoic roots
driven deep into the bitter earth
making dirt and mud their mossy home.
Rise UP
Rise up I say, why you gotcha ya head bowed
This ain’t what our ancestor had in mind when they feet hit the ground
Running as fast as they could, never looking back at the enemy
Three Brothers, singing of powerful truths.
One was Metal. One was Pop. and the Other Blues.
Together they formed a Trinity. Singing of ballads and tunes.
One brother of Thunder, and the other swayed by the moon.
Sisters I have none,
Brothers I have three,
But they are kind of done
With talking to me.
Sisters he has none,
Brothers he has two,
We don't talk to any
Out of touch are we.
Birds of a feather flock together,
born on the 23rd of october,
here comes Wanya after Wilber-t,
seven mintes after his brother.
They were brought into this world together,
Bubs,
Right now I know your mind is on
Other things.
Trying to focus on important stuff like
Homework and
Elder Scrolls
Regardless, you are on my mind.
My little brother is obsessed with bananas.
He's twelve.
That makes it slightly less weird.
He calls ordinary people "Bob" when laughing
and his current favorites "banana."
It's as if I'm looking through a keyhole,
the two of them silhouetted against a future bright.
One looms large, admired, fedora tilted over one eye.
The other? Innocence, unaware of flaws in his hero.
Once upon a dead man’s dying wishMy war waging, a blade to my heartFriend’s we once called,I to youYou to IThen by what calamity bringsYou call to our loved ones,Justification, brittle
Dear Little Brothers and Sisters, When you have a relationshipKeep this in mind:
Hold their hand, to comfort themRaise your voice,in support of them
I love you bro
I hope it shows
I listen to all your music
I prefer acoustic
I know it makes you happy
I know it sounds sappy
I would take a bullet
I would let it hit my gullet
He won't stop burping, he's constantly slurping.
And he keeps chips in his closet.
He spills everything, and makes wierd grunts.
But worst of all, we're related.
As I sit here,Pondering what I would take,On a deserted island,For my life's sake.I can think but of one necessity,For me to survive,My brother is who I'd choose.We are lethal when together,
As I sit here,Pondering what I would take,On a deserted island,For my life's sake.I can think but of one necessity,For me to survive,My brother is who I'd choose.We are lethal when together,
Little feet scrambling across hard wood floors Pitter patter of fingers across computer keys Haunting notes of a bow across viola strings Laughing notes of a song to each other across empty space Fresh cookies being carried across the kitchen to s
Abracadabra alakazam!
I think I was just given the most wonderful man.
His eyes are blue, and he has such little feet.
Now I know why little brothers are so neat.
Abracadabra alakazam!
As I contemplate all I know
There's one last thought that wants to grow
Who am I friend or foe
Knowing myself has never felt so low....
I was taken from my parents at age 5,
I have to admit it was the saddest day of my life,
My brothers would comfort me day and night,
1. As the sun peaked through the shutter like an unwanted mister
The trees sang their song in a wonderful whisper.
I've grown up around strong women. To be specific, I've been surrounded by strong black women.
That doesnt make me strong though
This made it hard for me to find myself. I wanted to be like them
There are those who call you friend.
There are those who call you besties.
There are those who call you Ally.
This is my last performance for you my brothers
so i am glad to be wearing this uniform one last time
I'll drop and give you 20 coach
so don't get so poached
this is one weird poem for y'all
Fresh flesh bleeds upon the ancient grounds of history
Flesh that isn't our own
Those chunks of human life belong to our brothers and sisters born to delete the wrong doings of war sickened people.
They fight.
One of Two, Brilliant Miracles
Walk among lands of gold
Live life bold in new and old
Love and see a world with splendor
Two of Two; Brothers beyond the End
Identical in image
Unique in minds
Connected beyond comprehension
If I could change one thing, it’d be this tall, intimidating fence.
I’d tear it down and frolic away deliriously into the world that’s been waiting for me.
First of all hello, my name is Alexa and I will be writing a free style poem inspired by my anger and sadness from my little brother getting kicked out of our house.
Never thanked you for making things possible
Never apologized for that day I made you cry
Never understood what you were trying to say
I was truly blind
This isn't crap
This is real
Mother Earth
rejoices hymns
of children
cradled in branches
birthed by her human mothers
Mother Earth
rooted in pain
endurer of vain
bears blessing, sends prayer
I didn't ask for them
They didn't ask for me
I yell at them
They yell at me
I don't always like them
They don't always like me
Sometime we argue
Sometimes I win
Sometimes I don't
The Roller Coaster
by Luke B.
I built a big roller coaster, I named it The Hulk.
Excitement is packed in its humongous bulk.
When I’m strapped to the chair, the wind blows my hair.
I didn't mean to notice you, but I did.
When I tripped over my introduction,
When my hand grazed yours,
Or when I stared down into your ever changing iris.
I didn't mean to, but I did.
Time enchants her victim, begs me near to sharp being…
Wraps round frail shoulders as she tickles porcelain cheek.
My fear consumes me.
I'm torn on the inside.
Should I stay for you,
Or can I run for me?
I feel your soul filled eyes,
Staring down and judging.
After my past with you,
How do I change me?
I am in pain,
From my head to my chest,
Nothing has changed,
I always tried my best,
But it did nothing,
I don’t belong here,
I am something,
But I can’t shed a tear,
I am in pain,
My knees are weak
They begin to tremble
From fear of deceit
My body longed for home,
that was calling for me.
How did I get to this point ?
I feel like I've lost all hope,
stranded I was.
Through mushy puddles she wears a tranquil stare,
Brows furrowed in ambition of getting there,
Little steps, one by one, growing distant from the restrictions of mother’s arms,
It’s like he’s trapped in a cage.
He’s building up rage
Within the days
He’s been spending in this place
Where he’s stuck,
Surrounded by his own thoughts and emotions
That his demons brought
Your angel face is fast asleep,
calm and perfect, in dreams so deep.
That's the first time I saw you today...
things would be different if it were my way.
Softball keeps me out late at night
