Brother Love Poems | Examples
These Brother Love poems are examples of Love poems about Brother. These are the best examples of Love Brother poems written by international poets.
There is a poison that has ravaged man
ever since creation
This poison deceived Adam and Eve
The poison pushed Caleb to murder
his brother
This poison was traced in the family of
Israel
I believe you know the story
This same poison pushed Haman to plan
The mass execution of Jews in the days of
Queen Esther and Mordecai
Now coming to recent times
Hitler and his henchmen planned the
extermination
of Jews during the second World War.
This poison is deadlier than that of the
Adder and the Cobra
The poisonous ivy is hate, now check
yourself if you do not have it reserved
There is an antidote for every poison
The antidote for hate is love.
FATHER TO ELDER SON: ONCE MORE AGAIN
I am your father;
Let me not be a bother,
Nor your enemy:
Please come and visit with me;
My time here will soon not be:-
The compass of God,
Has never led one astray;
Satan’s does—each day:-
Be in God’s navigation;
And love’s resurrection:-
Have mercy on me,
And forgive me for my sins
Against God and thee:-
Love you more than you can know;
Forgive me before I go:-
Forgiveness of me
Is not about forgetting;
It’s about mercy:
For the pain you’ve given me,
God knows, I’ve forgiven thee.
I’ll die loving you,
I have lived life loving you:
God guiding me on:-
And as death takes me further,
Pray tell, greets from your brother:-
if as yet we still feel agitated
at the misdemeanours of the other
it signals we are deeply sedated
seeing not the other as our brother
I do not write to you
to prove the Bible --
I appeal to you to prove
your own heart. The
Truth of who you are,
your immortal purpose
and destiny, written
on the sacred velum of
your gifted soul. I
write to you, wishing that
you may prosper from introduction
to the almighty substance of your spirit.
I write to you not as a
prophet, nor self imagined
demigod...but as a brother
in the body of Christ. I
write to you that we may
share Love’s positive affirmation.
Nothing worthwhile keeps when
expressed and stored outside
the Essence of Love.
“He is Risen!” Our Lord is with us —
Restores and completes us, Enlightened
Image, man’s Divine Likeness.
He is Source and Path —
Sacred Form Purified. Beloved Brother.
Family conduit of the Father~ Redeeming
Essence.
He is all that is, all that will come, ever-emerging
Transforming Effulgence; introducing man to his
Ordained birthright, that of Autonomous Human/Spiritual
Self Governance. His Abiding Presence, our ever Soul-warmth
And Dearest Counselor. Beneficent Love His Saturating Complexion.
Magnanimous Light, Consecrated Quintessence;
Dynamic Force, Gracious Host, Unconquerable —
We give praise to our Lord for blessed example and grace.
He is risen! Amen!
Home is where my baby brother is.
AP: 1st place 2026
"Together, we will be~~~ until life's end
Since our loving hearts indeed match and blend."
I cherished that text
Time had never flexed...
Yes, to all God-blest friends,* such he did send!
1 John 4:21And this commandment have we from him, That he who loveth God love his brother also.
January 29, 2026
2nd place, "My Funny Valentine" Limerick Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Andrea Dietrich; judged on 2/13/2026
You have been to me a brother
I do not have to give a bother
Flesh and blood we are not
Cojoined like a siamese twin
We had own shares of dreams on
a platter
Circumstances have not made the
issues better
Brotherly are we, cojoined by our souls
No mortal can ever separate our sail
Brotherly are we,
brotherly shall we be
not by flesh or blood.
(Written 4th January 2026)
You stand aside harvesting fields wide-eyed.
To collect the sheaves of leftover grains
Tatters in your old robes you try to hide.
As though they're gold sticks, you pick the remains.
You work, you even beg for your mother.
She is old, sick, and might be dying soon.
I hear you also have a small brother.
I know you love him as though he's God's boon.
It's for them you've foregone all your joys.
As a victor, you've withstood despairs.
In words and deeds, you've a unique poise.
Your smile-filled service has surpassed your tears.
Your love pulls me, dear unheralded saint.
I love you as you defeat each constraint.
My baby's never got to be insecure.
Truth is he is the only one I want to nurture.
My neighbours are just my found family.
My only friends where I live here really.
My home girl is more like a mother figure,
My former home boy was like a father figure,
My two friends are each more like a brother,
My other gals are just each like a sister.
My building is where I feel the least lonely.
My love is why I am now even more happy.
My life is not always the most lovely.
My homies are the ones who make it lively.
My love life is so much better than before.
My love loves me back like it isn't a chore.
Even as I spend time with them, I'll love him,
For with him, life will never again feel grim.
Pain can drive us both
toward faith and away
from faith – the Devil
overjoyed with 50/50.
Christ is our spiritual
pillar and shield. He
is our brother in suffering
and our physician of redemption.
God allows nothing to happen
to us, that is not for our ultimate
good. Minutes, hours, years
pale in light of eternity.
May Donald feel lost love he never knew -
and see his tumultuous journey through.
A prayer for one who few would pray for -
whose feelings they'd rather chose to ignore.
Who are we who do not dare to relate -
or even consider another's fate?
Millions who've protested, marched and wept -
in hopes that things held sacred will be kept.
Aren't we all dear children of the Divine -
each entitled to touch the sublime?
Could there be respect when we hear his name -
confident that all are treated the same?
May we feel kindly towards each other -
and reach out to Donald as a brother.
Friendly passengers
Today, after work, I waited for the train
It was delayed, but later came, full of passengers
I saw there is no space for me. I needed to stay
And waiting for the next train
An indian man called me
“My friend! You have space here! Get on!”
We had a good chat during the trip
This Indian gentleman is filled with goodwill and God’s love
God bless him!
The same thing happened two days ago
But then it was morning, and then I was rushing to work
A friendly Polish guy said, “Come, brother, here is space!”
He was very smily, like Terence Hill
God bless this gentleman also!
I’m grateful that I have known
the love of my family
my friends
my wife
which has helped me understand
how vital love is to a life.
How important it is for us to love everyone
like they’re our sister or our brother…
because we’ll be remembered most when we’re gone
not by how much we have…
by how much we have loved one another
Line of inquiry:
"conjoined with the whole
we play our life role
exuding a scent
granting love consent" - Unseeking Seeker
How wonderful if like a fizzy drink
we all would sparkle with effervescence
which with love’s divine aroma could link
us all together with the florescence
of a spirituality so sweet
that with great excitement we’d be spilling
over in our talents with desire to treat
one another with love. Oh, how thrilling -
using our life roles to lift each other
as the world’s creator would have us do,
for everyone's our sister or brother!
Life’s burdens we can help each other through
if kindness we show more than simply speak.
Exude the joy and brightness we all seek!