Best Siblings Poems

The vast and beautiful world
 
                               The home we share together

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Brothers, Sister, siblings, parents,
It makes me question what they decide, 
the thought about having nothing yet full of pride,
Then having everything taken, a loss that's always been mistaken,
A life full of lies,
Promises unkempt
A selfish demise,
Have your back,
Then stab you instead,
We laid our beds,
Now we lay...

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Genial to avoid confrontation
Baseborn kind, complaisant character
A spurious recital, a cheap imitation
Apocryphal mind, and comical creations
Counterfeited Christ
An unholy effusion
Sons of Belial
Clutch arcane knowledge
Esoteric information

Delve into oracular verse.
Deadened faith
Recondite belief denuded denials
Portentous and abstruse
Divested of the truth
Desolate road
Traveled day after day
Seriatim in miles
Strangled in hyperbole
Hypothetical noose

Cheaply...

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You may not know me but I know about you. Should you ever find your way to me with open arms I shall receive you.

It's not your fault that we aren't a part of each others lives, The feeling of not being a part of...

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Today is National Siblings day so I thought to give it a quick shout,
That I love my sister very much and love everything she is about.

She is my best friend and has been their for me when things get rough,
Giving me advice, love and support...

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My ever dearest siblings,
 
Through this sonnet, allow me to express my love for you, Brods and Sis, emanating from the Lord, exemplified by our parents, exuded throughout 
our family and extended to our homes. I love you…

Faithful ardent love ceaselessly prevails
Compassionately binding hearts with...

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Ah how I love being the eldest of the bunch at home.
The power I bestow upon the ones much littler than I.
Oh how I can manipulate the ones that were unlucky to be born after me.
I never have to get up off the couch.
Food is...

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I watch as they negotiate
What each of them can claim,
Announcing something's "Mine!" appears
To be the only aim.

Whatever one is playing with
The other wants as well,
Despite the fact it's not a favorite,
Far as I can tell.

Yet in the market, a surprise - 
The older made his...

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How I see my Siblings

Nine faces born of the same seed,
Each with their own want and need.
Yet through these lines I seek to know
Which roots have helped me grow.

Eldest Brother
Eldest brother ruled with whip and shoe,
Each harsh strike taught lessons I never knew.
Meeting him meant...

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"How sweet to the heart are the scenes of my childhood"

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The day i born,
she felt very happy.,
she got a company to play.
when i learnt to walk,
by holding my hands she provided me strength, to place my foot in front.
when i felt down, she cried.
when i laughed, she enjoyed it.
when i danced, she became the music.
a...

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For my Brother on his bipolar journey


With fifty-nine tears, I stare at the phone, wanting to 
understand.  I had your voice in my hand.  Intense pain now 
washes through our decade’s bones.  I must be able to rinse it, 
cleanse it and...

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Dedicated to Kyle, My Darling Son
A kaleidoscope’s blossoms are not as awesome
as my child at every turn; watching his silences – 
I burn, watching his movements – I yearn.  
I learn love's wonderment watching him discern.  
Toddler-boy loves me content with innocence and...

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Jack and Jill were brother and sister, whose environs were hilly and green;
And they groomed horses and worked in gardens, oft 'til a moonlight scene.

They did daily chores on a farm, in the outlying regions of Center Kingdom;
Like collecting eggs and feeding their animals, under...

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SIBLING REMEMBRANCES

In the warm, sunlit corners of our childhood
where laughter spills like marbles across the floor,
you and I hear the echoes of our shared secrets,
each whispered promise a thread woven into the fabric
of our youthful days.

We were explorers,
mapping the terrain of our backyard kingdom,
with sticks...

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