Big Brother Brother Poems | Examples

These Big Brother Brother poems are examples of poetry about Big Brother Brother. These are the best examples of Brother Big Brother poems written by international poets.


Premium MemberWe are taking big brother down'

Ha ha..I laugh.' For you will find 'you will be outmatched.)
By just the Aussies; mind.' Hoody and Topher Antic and
Rennick, Larter, Bos,i Hobart, Brighthope Nickolic its systemic.' Clair
Woodly and Iyah.' Yes the pressure builds higher.' Also I
Am against you.' In truth you'l become a no-show Max Igan
Another one having a go.' Even the white rabbit is poking fun..' Ian Pilmer is having none.' Johnny Stapleton either none.' of your lying.' Soon
The whole world 'will awaken' and your power will be taken'
You are a cowardly bully.' Big bad and bulky.' Big brother
You are fading.' You spawn of dark pagans, society is
Breaking; now all your instigating.' Evil will be turned back on to you.' This is inevitable, and its so true.'


Premium MemberBig brother watch org uk

Big brother watch its a British innovation.' Its seems
Almost Orwell inspired? to support the independance
Of nations.!! Silkie Carlow heads it up.' Why dont youhave
A look in 2024? don't be just like a headless chook.!
When the sky was falling, 2020 like..' The answer was
Simple.! just go out on strike.' Don't trust the slavers who
Would advise? they're savers.?  Look around and decide!
Its up to yourself' its the only way we'll get round to healthy
World behaviour that way.!

Premium MemberBig Brother

Big Brother

My big brother is someone special. 
He knows how to make you laugh. 
He fears nothing, 
even the darkness under the bed, 
or the evil monster in the closet. 
He is ready, 
he is steady... 
he is there for me. 

Everyone should have a big brother, 
everyone needs one for sure. 
They are there for splinter removal, 
and/or bike repair... 
they will chase you up, 
and then down... 
the stair. 

Bullies never stood a chance, 
the brick wall always showed right up. 
He was taller by a foot than all the rest. 
No one ever wanted to put him... 
to the test. 

I am all grown up now, 
as that happens. 
I still need him, 
my big brother, after all... 
Yet he is gone, 
and I must muttle, 
but that is okay too, 
as he would laugh... 
at the way I futtle.
© Ann Foster  Create an image from this poem.

Premium MemberFear of Big Brother

Only the top Air Force and Navy brass
Know of our treaty with alien planets
Authorized by Eisenhower to capture and study humans
As payment for sharing their advanced technology with the USA
Shelly stopped typing and stared at her paragraph
Would Big Brother censor her if she shared it?
Would they eliminate her and her family?
Two hours later a SWAT team knocked down her door.
They carried her off into the night.
She was screaming, but the neighbors pretended to hear nothing.
As fearful of Big Brother as she should have been.

Premium MemberBig Brother, Is the Rat

Big Brother, Is the Rat Haiku: by Tom 1/11/2022 We’re told get the jab. Like a Lab Rat, we’ve no say. Big Brother knows best. Have had both shots and booster on advice from my cardiologist. I wasn’t mandated. Tom
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.


Premium MemberBig Brother Could Be Watching

Haven't got time for those cynical people They're never gonna drag me down Life's too short for whining and complaining In their own negativity they drown For twenty-four seven it's non-stop paranoia Can't imagine living that way On the sunniest day their sun doesn't shine I rather spend time making hay Suspecting the government's watching us Taping us each time we pee Had no idea things had gotten that serious Why such interest in little old me Well I'm just gonna go on my merry old way More important things on my mind Like feeding Dufus and my Persian cat Lily A good way to stay sane I find Haven't got time for those cynical people There's exciting stuff to explore This friendly old planet is beckoning me So I'm off to open more doors

Premium MemberMy Big Brother

My big brother filled with love
                         
everyone saw his grace
                                 
he had so much joy to speak of
even when he stated his life case
                     
holy was all around
                                         
his faith filled this place
Jesus is where hope was crowned.
 
Date Written: 6/5/2021
   
Note: As a young child, I thought of Jesus as my big brother.
         
Jesus Poetry Contest
                                                     
Sponsored by:Regina McIntosh

Premium MemberScenes From the Past

A soft bed, a good book, a big brother
Listening to stories that sweeten dreams
Expressively read to us by Mother

A fishing pole, bobber, and muddy streams
Catching grasshoppers and earthworms for bait
Walking with Father by lantern light beams

A cousin, a friend, a fun playtime date
Catching horny toads for spending money
Buying balloons – a few coppers bought eight

A peanut farm, a beehive, sweet honey
Eggs fresh from the nest, chicken off the block
Life much simpler then, it all seems sunny

Today I slow down, reminisce, take stock
How sweet my childhood, how fast-paced the clock

Premium MemberBrothers

I remember 
being maybe eight
you were my idol
my big brother
we used to laugh
and carry on
sometimes we’d
even dress as cowboys
but most of all
you were there
when times were rough
how quickly
the years flew by
but nothing
can erase
the vivid memories                   



Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~RANDOM MUSINGS VOL.2~ 2020

AP: 2nd place 2020, Honorable Mention 2025

Premium MemberBig Brother

Big Brother drones are watching as predicted Will only be time before invasion's unrestricted All of our movements Controlled by mutants Mind control by drones will soon be inflicted

Premium MemberBobby May

He calls me Sis he's Big Brother
Kindred spirits to one another
His muse is sweet won’t ever smother
Joyful kindness is his druther
He spreads cheer like no other can
With silly rants he would never bother
Bobby May’s my favorite brother
From some other universal mother



AP: Honorable Mention 2025

Submitted on January 1, 2020 for contest FIRST TIME HERE - ANY MONORHYME sponsored by WILLIAM KEKAULA  -  RANKED 2ND

Premium MemberNaughty Brother Bobby

Inspired by Real Life Brother Billy, My Halloween Candy Thief
Every year when it is sweet Halloween time, my selfish big brother commits the same crime - he quick gobbles his candy and then steals mine! I can't tell cause my parents will say I whine so, this Halloween my mean brother, Bobby, will feel regret and correct his theft hobby. Tonight, this sis is a sinister zombie who will see Bro turn squatty, potty sorry! I foil wrapped sweets he favs as delicious – he will soon steal Exlax-styled Hershey kisses. By the time naughty Bobby grows suspicious his guts will have already turned most vicious!

Premium MemberBobby May Is a Thief

My sneaky big brother Bobby May stole my trick and treat candy today He plays the same trick every year, then laughs at me when I shed a tear So this year I made sure that I got even and added Ex Lax choc from Uncle Steven The time has come to call it quits - cos Bobby May has got the squits! If I were your brother Poetry Contest Sponsored Bobby May 10/16/19

Premium MemberLast Night I Got Robbed

Last night I went trick-or-treating
And I got lots and lots of candy,
Today to my surprise my bag was
empty and it had a little note.
I took and ate all your candy.You
can't tell a soul especially mom and
dad.
So I did the only logical thing, I told
Linda Lou ,that my darling big brother
, is still afraid of the dark and still 
sleeps with mom and dad.

I left him a note with the exciting
news:
It told him what  I had done And
next I wrote
Happy Halloween big bro ……….
your darling little sis.


Contest:If I Were Your Brother
Sponsor: Bobby May
10/15/19
© Alexis Y.  Create an image from this poem.

Premium MemberBig Brother

Screens
  E Y E S
  following you
  taking your pulse
S T E A L I N G
  your impulses
  repackaging them
  ~ your deepest desires

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