Best Bro Poems
Hush, hush, li'l bro, mama will come soon,
Let's fly till then and touch the full moon,
Hush, hush, li'l bro, just look at our hands,
Let's fly together to far-off lands,
Hush, hush, li'l bro, let's fly hand airplanes,
We'll stay united till life remains,
Hush, hush, li'l bro, won't you close your eyes?
Come, fly with us 'bove those bright blue skies?
Hush, hush, li'l bro, we both love you deep,
We'll play with you till you fall asleep.
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11/12/17
you mad bro seems so
your face is red with anger
why you so mad bro
I think I'm in love
Blahh am i really?
How could i be so certain
i've been "in love" twice before
how do i know he is "the one"
**** it
Love is artificial
sijo with notes
Although , everyone knew what was needed was a “quarter;”
yet all we asked for was a dime,* it would have helped us move on.
My rich bro gave me his two cents worth, which surprised no one.
FYI: Brother, Can You Spare a Dime” — The Anthem of the Great Depression. In 1932, a young New York City lyricist named E.Y. “Yip” Harburg, together with composer Jay Gorney, penned what is considered the anthem of the Great Depression, “Brother, Can You Spare a Dime?” It was part of the 1932 musical Americana.
*FYI 2: The dime referred to meant $10.00 during the depression.
Do you think there exists
The slightest possibility
Of my going back
I query my bro Israe-el
You can see the future
As fine as i can
He rudely retorts
Making a weird face
We all burst out
Into fits of laughs
For yes who cares
If it is it will be
And if it is not
Then it wont be
Me and my bro know
We know we shall live
Live to fight
Live to conquer
Live to love
We know we do
(for Israe-el)
bells ringing in my heart
again to wish him with
a cute smile.
mind withdrawn,
smile to a stranger
against norms that
have put on shoulder of girls
something persuaded,
no,no
he was one
who taught me
life's something
that can be painted
with hues of love and care.
who made me a bold
girl at my heart and face
touched me with care,
and said;
''all boys are not alike''
who realized me
blood relation is not
an inevitable thing
for 2 minds to get closer
who called me for
the ist time,
my imbecile sis,
that was my bro,
he was a needle,
and i'm a thread
without both,
how can we stitch
the dress of love
designed by god!
ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THE RUNWAY MODEL?
Have a picnic on a perfectly picked Sunday
Have someone tell me I’m loved by a model on the runway
Look out my window and find trees made of gold
With leaves of diamonds for our eyes to behold
Play with a new puppy who has floppy ears
Someone to wipe away my tears and fears
Laugh with a little one on the monkey bars
Take a safe and pleasant ride up to Mars
Sit in the Santiago sun with that certain one
Make love to that certain one when the day is done
Build castles of sand that the tide can’t wash away
Ride at Christmas night on Santa’s sleigh
Live with the knowledge that everyone on earth has enough to eat
And enough safe drinking water when they suffer from the heat
I’ve named all of these blessed things and here is why
Instead of doing all these wondrous things I’d really rather die
© 2011.…..free cee!
Listen in the distance i am always near,tell me of a memborie so that i may hear.Because as
much as you miss me,i miss you even more.As much as you love me,i am better now than
before.And i am certain if you are patient you will smell me in the breeze,you will sence my
presents with bowed heads and bent knees.Because it is in the quietest place you will think
of me and smile to yourself,it is in the depths of your heart the tears will file thereself.Just
close your eyes with me and picture the most beautiful land,and praise be to God because
that is where i am.I understand you must cry but don't cry long,and mom i know you don't
understand now,but i ask you remain strong.No more tears,no more pain,not another heart
broken,please just love and remember me,for these are my words unspoken.
We had promised a love so strong
But just blown away by a storm
I wonder how you sing without a song
Just like how you break my heart and now I'm torn.
I remember the words you told me
Those were the sweetest things I've ever heard
And your reflection is all that I can see
But I'm just blinded by the things that you've said.
You moved right over behind my back
But I'm too numb to feel it somehow
I thought you can save me from the dark
But you were gone with your broken vow.
I couldn't see the sun in the sky
'Cause all I have is the dark of me inside
And I got lost the sparks in my eyes
'Cause you are not here by my side.
You left me without a word
Just like an ending song without a note
Now I'm alone on this lonely road
Trying to find my way back home.
I thanked you for leaving me
'Cause you gave me a chance to looked around
Now, I finally home where I should be
Here, beside of the new love that I have found.
Hey bro,
Have you checked up on her lately
Did you ever apologise for what you did
Have you asked her friends how she's doing
Bro,
I know things are not the same as they were
I know she doesn't want to talk
But bro, you gotta be her shield
You have to wipe her tears
I know you thinking this is bull
But you gotta realise
She was busy with the sick that never thought of herself
And her shift is over now
The pain is gnarling at her
She writhes in pain
You gotta get to her first before depression hits home
Its been many years I lived without a brother
How can a gentlethug be raised by his mother
In and out the pen, you spend your life in jail
In and out the streets, I spent my life in hell
I know its true because the temps are hot
Deep down you a gangster, I admit I'm not
True I never had the courage to see you in the county
I've been hunting for brotherhood, that's an expensive bounty
I been locked up one time
You been locked up one dime
I have a personal question: Are you paying for your crimes?
If you ever get out, will you make up for lost times?
Three out of four of Yolanda's sons been behind those bars
The remaining one son on the planet can freely look at stars
Over the years you called the crib collect
Grandma always refused to accept
I had a lot to talk to you about, now I feel I have nothing left
Mama said you got 40 or 70 something years
All three of us will shed tears
Life in prison for you, I feel fears
My vision is getting blurred, how will it clear
Had a dream of facing you, I felt so near
The whole time I was walking down that long hallway
My mind scrambling for words trying to think of what to say
Is there any tactic to make you have a better day
Heart felt soft, molded easily like clay
Time ran out, I had to sit down
Looked at you for the first time in 6 years, all I had was a frown
First words out your mouth, "Damn you grown."
It's been 6 years forreal? Time has flown
I asked was you still considered a GD
You replied lil bro that'll always be a part of me
I guess it was time to let you know I'm one of the Stones
Didn't think I had an ounce of tough blood in my bones
I asked what will you do when you get out
You said go down south
I didn't open my mouth
Bro you facing life
The reality stabbed me like a knife
How can I help right your wrongs
Didn't find out because of the loud ringtones
I woke up sweaty, in my bed...all alone
Yo Bro Sound It Out/Tony Adamo
Yo bro, you got to sound it out/ let the spoken words roll/ let yourself go/your words are in and out of the rhythm track/ It’s the downbeat groove/ man, hit that word vibe hard you’re in the jazzo frame of mind/ word speak with high energy kickin’ it to the crowd/let your spirit upload/ I see you be diggin’ on that modern tempo, sync it up tight to punk jazz punchy/ bringing fire to your words that last all night/lo-fi horn breaks that make your spoken words come alive/ you be doin’ it to it on that hipster speak ride/ abstract thinking blows their minds/hey bro, take it to the edge/ neo-soul, hip hop, house, RnB, and jazz/ that’s your backing tracks for the complex word rap arrangements that smokes out the house/ are you hip to the soul train dance line with that vinyl 45-style sound/Don Cornelius was king in the programing of his dance show/ the funky rhythm and soul textured magic made the music sing out loud/ acid jazz lines push the drive in your words/ I feel the pulse, I dig the feel of the break beat delivery popin’ from your spoken wheel of feel/ You even rap speak to the radio along with the 50s and 60s soul music past/ man, you are the real deal/chilled out boppin’ hip hop, you spread your words like butter on toast/ funk music samples dance from the DJ backing you on stage, man he is the most/ beat chops kicks the words flying off the mic in a rage/ spoken word in between dusty breaks filled with jazzy baselines/ your downtempo feel in breakin’ it down/ man, your words have sex appeal/ you have the low riders cruising through time/ car hoppin’ and dancing to your spoken word rhyme/ brother this is your time/ let the world hear your shout/ hey bro, you gots to sound it out/let the triplets of jazz words you speak/ crash against the soul jazz horn section on top of the hip hop instrumental free beat/ Yeah/ now you be MCing/
Hey, how are you, little Bro?
For real, you can talk to me Joe.
I'm your big sis and I'll always be near.
We can talk or I'll just listen anytime I'll be here.
Seriously bub, I love you with all my heart.
You are on my mind any time we are apart.
I'm always thinking and worrying. Its true.
Each choice, Big or Small, impacts your life and changes you.
If only I could go back and change even a little bit,
My life might be on track and I could be different.
Don't make the same mistakes I made.
Ignore peer pressure, be young, enjoy 9th grade.
You are only young once...only one time.
To my little bro, I wrote you this rhyme.
You made me believe dreams come true
you made me see what I had to do
always thinking of what you said
enjoy the present cause I got a future ahead
but now it's so hard
because you're not here
passed away long ago
oh how much I fear
can't survive the life I have
can't go on feeling sad
I just want you here
right beside me
blow away my fears
and again make me believe
make me believe dreams come true
make me believe the right thing to do
make me believe on how it'll be
best of all make me believe in me
just can't let you go
don't know how I'm gonna grow
just can't let you go
not a clue on what to know
every dream feels so true
even when I'm thinking of you
it's sad that the sun hasn't shone its light
it's sad that you're gone and not here every night
just sad, so sad
filling tears in my eyes
breaking down and making me cry
I just want you to make me
make me believe...
...make me believe dreams come true
make me believe the right thing to do
make me believe on how it'll be
best of all make me believe in me
I can't go on, it feels so bad
almost everyday feeling so sad
it just hurts, hurts so much
that I can't feel you, feel your touch
I just hope wherever you are
you're close to me and not so far
and I hope somehow you know
I miss you a lot
a whole lot...Big Bro...
(In memory of Alberto Germain Mayorga)
Grandpa will be playing that old guitar after he is dead
This is said with a bit of delight, by my bad Uncle Ted.
If he did not have those strings, he would not know what to do.
This is said by a man who knows his dad as only sons do.