Short Like A Brother Poems

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One Hand Washer the Other

its a fact
if got my back
i will put your
on my rack
of love stack
and treat you too
like a brother
ONE HAND WASHER THE
OTHER
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Ode To Hopeful Creations

Have creations of hope?
Don't think you're a dope!

Staying in the ring
Mental illness isn't king!

Help through the community
Then there's opportunity

Learn things from each other
Have a bond just like a brother!
Form: Couplet

My Friend

The one I grew up with
the one that was like a brother
to me
has passed away
he took his life
on accident
he has a newborn daughter
and a lover they will love and miss
him forever
the only thing everyone can ask
is why.
Form: Narrative

Fog Horn

FOG   HORN

Almost imperceptible on the coast,
Pandora, lost but persistent,
Calls across the far river docks
For lock to open ashore

Calls like a brother ghost,
Far across time’s river sent
To unlock my memory box
And open its half-lost store.
Form: Verse

Premium Member An Invitation For Love

I knew I loved her from the start,
She was in love with another
Who treated her like a brother!
Annoyed, she then noticed my heart.
Asked her to dinner as a start.


My first quitilla attempt.  
My apologies if it is not true to form.
Form: Quintilla


Premium Member Interracial Misunderstanding

I began caressing her soft, sweet, chocolate skin.
"You're like a brother to me," she said,
"This has got to stop happening."
"Are you saying," I asked, 
"that I make love to you like a black man?"
"Not that kind of brother," she said, "you freaking moron."
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member High On a Daydream

In another life my name's Mary
And you're my one and only Janey.
In another world we're always together
Like raspberry jam and peanut butter.

In this life though, you're sadly so
Much more something like a brother.
Still, I'd rather indulge myself so
By giving my bread a good smother.
Form: Quatrain

Jesus Is My Teacher

JESUS IS MY TEACHER

Jesus is so good to me.
Jesus is like a brother.
Jesus is in everything I see.
There is no other.

When I travel far,
Jesus travels further.
Jesus is my guiding star.
I need Him forever.

I love Jesus more each day.
Jesus is my preacher.
Jesus hears me when I pray.
Jesus is my teacher.

Janet Marie Bingham
Form: Rhyme

Friend's Birthday

Wishing you a day
Which is special for you
And for your parents

I'm very lucky
To have you
A friend, like a brother

You are very kind
A person with a great mind
You, a happy friend of mine
 
Happy birthday dear
Have a great day
Be happy and enjoy your day

The desires that you made
What you want to be fulfilled 
May Almighty fulfil all

A Moment In Time

Where you and I sit side by side,
Talking and laughing during this joy ride,
Lost in the company of one another,
Loving this time we have with each other,
Everywhere we go we are always together,
You and I will last forever,
Inseparable just like bread and butter, 
I would always protect you like a brother,
Although I am not a king and you are not my queen,
I would treat you with nothing less then royalty.
© Jose Rosa  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Never True Love

I am missing you,
but this love was never true,
I try again and again,
but this love is at an end.

I will always love you,
but in a special way,
like a brother and may,
I say I love you one more time.

This love is eternal,
though it never ever was,
only in my messed up mind,
did it ever really exist.

Though I know you love me to,
but what I say is true,
I really did love you,
but not anymore, it's through.

They Nailed Him

On a day that had to be
He was nailed to a tree,
for crimes He did not commit
but He knew He must submit

They beat him so badly
that others cried so sadly,
but He would not repine
for your sins and for mine

A man... a son like no other
treated each one like a brother,
He forgave them because He knew
"For they know not what they do"

He died that day nailed to a crossed tree,
He did it because He loves you and me.
© George Aul  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Sonnet

Open When Close

Two people somewhere
Are friends with each other; 
From childhood to present, 
Treating each like a brother.

Trust is totally given, 
There are no secrets to them; 
Asking for some advice
When one has a problem.

Though they are miles apart, 
Communication isn't cut; 
Using modern technology, 
They give a call or do chat.

So far and yet so close, 
That's what they are; 
Hearts and minds are open, 
As well as souls are ajar.
Form: Verse

How Does the Soul Enter Heaven

The soul must travel the path
This is filled with life strife, kindness and wrath. 
One soul my make a difference one way or another 
Wat if we treated every soul like a brother
One soul sacrificing it self for others
Just trying to keep souls from the gutter.
 At the end of this path does the soul find
The way to the place in mind
Or was the entrance to heaven just being kind 
It’s a quest  
So souls do your best 
Heaven my not be far

Survive

One morning,
A rain season
I came to my house
Walking
Through foothpath
In the ten years of age

Only people
I found
The city flag

And later,
Being hungry
I was disgusted
Please help me
I was
I would like to help
Like a brother or a son

That time
A passenger bus
I came into the
Driver, and the
"Oh boy crying
Come with me
If you like this job "

I'm hungry
Lier or a begger not
Now I am able to
I would like to carry passengers in
From one city to another
Form: Verse

It's Your Life

Never let go of who you are,
if you don't life goes far.
Always have respect for yourself,
dare not sit too high on a shelf.
None is better than the other,
from neighbor to friend like a brother.
Through life you'll learn and study,
grow, stand tall, become somebody.
Remember life can be great,
be wise, be kind, make your own fate,
Take your time, don't hurry,
you'll bring yourself not a worry.
Remember these words, do things right,
after all it's your life.
Form: Lyric

Now He Has My Heart

I used to think that you
were the center of my world
But now my thoughts and my words
are thought and spoken for him
You'll always be special to me
and you'll always have a place in my heart
But my heart belongs to him
You're special to me in a way
that no one else can ever be
You were there as I took
those first steps to womanhood
I love you like a brother
but I love him as my lover
Whatever you think of me
just know you're never forgotten
But now he has my heart

Glad To Know You

I love you like a brother. I always did and I always will.
When we're together, the scars on my heart slowly heal.
Whenever I see you feeling well, I really want to smile.
I refuse to think that my help to you isn't worth the while.

You turned my life upside down. For the better, of course.
Without you, I'm certain that everything would be much worse.
I'm so glad to know you, buddy. If you weren't so far away,
I'd get to you and give you a hug. That'd surely make my day.
© Tom Burns  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

A Single Yellow Rose

There's a single yellow rose,
that I put on your headstone.
Every day I come to visit,
stare at your picture on my phone.

We were sent to war together,
always went on patrol at night.
I can remember a few times,
when we almost lost that fight.

That night that you lost your life,
it tore my world apart,
You were always like a brother,
that remains deep in my heart.

So I place a single yellow rose,
on top of your headstone.
And I will never forget you,
I keep your picture on my phone.
Form: Ballad

Let Us Speak

Let us speak 
no more of wars;
turn your left cheek
when struck and booed...
cleanse each other's sores
like a brother would.

Strife bears no rose...
carnage wears no garland;
Of what use is "these" and "those"
when Red flows through all veins?
let's make peace an eternal standard
and happiness'd have no stain.

Let Language be no curse
nor belief become a barrier
Colour is just a vainful force
of what use be these three?
Let's make peace our lifelong career
and love'd set mankind free!
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Pretty One

I'm a white dude, she's a black woman.
We have known each other since we were children,
and as I caressed her soft dark chocolate skin,
my childhood friend turned to me and said the following;
"You are like a brother to me, this can't continue happening."
"Are you saying," I asked, "not to make love to you like a black man?"
"Not that kind of 'brother," she smirked, "you gorgeous moron."
She is beauty with brains, I'm just the pretty one.
I know when my looks go, I'm doomed, done.
Form: Rhyme

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