These Brother Couplet poems are examples of Couplet poems about Brother. These are the best examples of Brother Couplet poems written by international PoetrySoup poets
The world is made for lovers, on this new Valentines Day
And that was from my brother because it had gone astray.
He sent it to his girlfriend; I had hoped the card was for me
But when I opened it, I was shocked at the words I did see.
My brother professing love for me, I knew his handwriting well
He told me how I would see his heart begin to swell.
As you may imagine, this shocked me to the core
When the postman came back and knocked upon the door.
“That card I put through here, it was not meant for you
I know your brother well and he asked me this to do.
Put it through his girlfriend’s door, to save the prices a stamp
I have put it though the wrong one, the bulbs gone in the street lamp.”
“That’s ok”. I said, but you must have one for me
“Sorry love” he said, “You are a forgotten Valentine again I see.”
Earth is what we become and makes us whole.
Air is the first and last thing we breathe in.
Fire is what consumes us and eats our sin.
Water cleanses us, mind, body and soul.
Spirit is in us all and makes us who we are.
Without these we would fall oh so far.
Invite them into our sacred circle and pay tribute.
As we are condemned, we are resolute.
We love fiercely and fight for our freedom.
Ignorance breeds fear and unwisdom.
Thank them for gracing us with their presence.
While we give our thanks and recompense.
Exhilarated and feeling like a newborn child,
Wow this circle's "magic" is wild.
Desert Wanderer with not a cup-
I'll hold you tight and lift you up-
I'll give you aid and lend my strength-
And take you far, to a great length-
To see your safety and a healthy smile-
You are worth life, have no self- denial-
I promised you in, a time now gone past-
That my love forever, surely shall last-
For you are my Desert Wanderer dreary-
Take this sorrow and be your eyes so teary-
I promise you now, and in the here after-
You will find love, placed inside my laughter-
We will stay one, toghether and all-
Always shall I be waiting for your call-
My Desert Wanderer with not a cup-
Hold my hand, I will lift you up-
On a slope graced with green
White marble stands in proud salute
For beneath these engraved pillars of memory
Lie the resting places of heroes
A solitary green fir looks down
As if sheltering the lost and the taken
So many names, from all walks of life
A father, brother a girlfriend or wife
On a sunny day, they glow radiant like their lives
On a dull day, they stand out against the greys
For the living, life goes on
Tomorrow is another day
out on the water..............
hear the music
rise and fall
it knows no bounds
and through it all
I see the colors of the notes
a windy rain,
a mist that floats
so gently on the surface mode
just like the waves
display the code
dazzles in my eyes
is that you whispering
you never knew
the rulesat all
you said that
you could take the fall,
somehow you thought
you were immune
to every madness
'neath the moon
and now we've washed
you out to sea
I told you so...........
Who am I?
Am I defined by what is near in sight?
Am I defined by what I have done,
Or am I defined by what I could become?
Perhaps I'm of no use.
To him, or her, or I, nor you.
Or perhaps I'm too misunderstood to be defined,
And it is something like understanding that comes in time.
And if to the world I'm never shown,
Yet in my own light I've grown and grown,
And so I can know no happiness but my own--
The reason for my smile, to you, will forever be unknown.
I do not pray for the world to know my name.
For it and verse; the letters are the same.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads,
I pray his pain my words to keep.
Should his eyes rain on my page,
Better tears than storms of rage.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads.
I pray his pain my words to keep.
And if to the world you're never shown,
Yet in your own light you've grown and grown,
And so you know no happiness but your own.
Let the reason for your smile, to you, only be known.
Charmanders are red and Squirtles are blue
If you were a Pokemon I would always choose you
You’re smile is stronger than a hyperbeam
Like Jesse and James we make the perfect team
I will stand by your side like Pikachu and Ash
I’ll love you more than a level eighty Rapidash
You’re more legendary than a Lapras, Entei or Mew
Out of all six hundred and forty Pokemon, I would always choose you
This poem was written by my 11 year old granddaughter Kisha Cherington, my grandson would have been 19 on the 13/07/2013, and he loved Pokemon very much, his sister still misses him and I thought this was just a great couplet she wrote for him, so wanted to share and hope others will enjoy her poem.
Family reunion, can't get enough
Chillin' and talkin' about all kinds of stuff
Homemade ice cream taste so good
Want to eat it all day, if I could I would
We laugh and talk about old times
Relaxing and sipping on our favorite wines
My brother in law says I have a gift for you
It is a ring all shiny and new
I tell him I will cherish it and clinch the ring real tight
I know I am waking up from my dream tonight
My brother in law visited me from the beyond
A gift I will treasure, our family bond
Contest by: Francine Roberts
September 22, 2012
~In My Dreams~
I can’t believe it look what I see!
There you are looking at me.
How did you know we just talked of you?
A thousand miles from home, can this be true?
To see you there is like the lottery win
I never thought I’d see you again.
The world is small and gets smaller each day
What a fantastic thing has happened today.
Your eyes are just as I knew and remembered
You hair a little thinner that I think was intended.
I never thought you would be so tanned
Gosh how I have dreamed of holding you hand.
How come you are here in my hiding place?
No matter, I always wanted to look at your face.
Come here; come hug me I just can’t believe
So strong and warm for you I did grieve.
You have never met your brother –in-law!
I felt a bump on the head I was then on the floor.
I cried as I realised it was not as it seemed
For my little dead brother was just in my dream.
We awakened, we argued, just like we had done before
It was mostly about football, the Celtic versus Rangers score
I would choose my team, as usual he would choose his
Pushing and shoving would then entail, growing brotherly bliss
But this was a day that was going to unite us, brothers, yes we
For we were getting our uniforms, the Boys Brigade's 4th Company
Football squabbles we left behind, to Bishop Edens we would go
It's our Primary School, did I tell you, our learning's in scholar show
As usual we met at playtime, in the same team we always played
We were like Pele, no doubt, well! it's what we tried to display
To the clock we always watched, as we told each other after school
Lets hurry home to have supper, for the 4th Company in us ruled
We left the caravan together, then brotherly competition arrived
Hey James! I'll race you to the canal, my little legs in strive
Into the distance he ran, blimey! he's much faster than I thought
I must continue to look up to him, he's my elder, I'm sure well taught
Just as I turned the corner, now knowing that I'm lagging behind
One minute he was there then gone, images now run through my mind
What I have witnessed, is now focused, a JU250 van has swept him away
It's impact I feel in my heart, I'm now in slow motion play
I now reach the junction, in my peripheral I hear my brother scream
Nothing like this I have heard, am I absorbed in a nightmare dream
The driver exits the van, his head he holds in his hands
I'm seven years old in tears, just trying to understand