Poems About: BROTHER

In this page, poems on / about “brother” are listed.

  • 85.
    IF YOU HAVE A BROTHER OR A SISTER

    If you have a brother,
    He sometimes can be a bother,
    If you have a brother,
    You won't exchange for another, read more »

    Philo Yan
  • 86.
    Where Eagles Fly

    The eagle circles high above the canyon caves
    the dolphin leaps through the ocean waves
    as we walk the promise land
    our heads held high giving not a helping hand read more »

    James Pendleton
  • 87.
    A Close Call

    It's
    Three-thiry in
    The Morning-

    Red & Blue lights read more »

    Ralph Abate
  • 88.
    To My Brother Tramaine

    To my brother the one I truly love.
    To my brother the one up above.
    To my brother the one that was tooken away.
    To my brother the one that died right away. read more »

    La'Sharae Wade
  • 89.
    Dream Brother

    brother, your darkness
    closes over me like an eyelid
    and I am invited into
    the hole your absence read more »

    ryan blood
  • 90.
    Open Your Arms

    Sitting under the money tree
    look for the fruits of charity
    best to pick them fast for they too far gone
    they grow rotten to the core on the greedy man's farm read more »

    Harlan Lovestone
  • 91.
    Raksha Bandhan

    Raksha Bandhan is observed
    on the date of full moon
    in the month of Shravana
    it is the bracelet of safety read more »

    ramesh rai
  • 92.
    every one's talking,

    every one's talking,
    all they did to me,
    they be talking,
    I knew them for these pattern's, read more »

    Maxim Muyu
  • 93.
    I'm Tired Of Life

    I'm tired, I'm tired of life, brother!
    Of all that meets my eye;
    And my weary spirit fain would pass
    To worlds beyond the sky. read more »

    Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
  • 94.
    CORY B

    I love my little brother he

    was there for all my struggle read more »

    Randy Bullocks
  • 95.
    Ave atque Vale

    Through many countries and over many seas
    I have come, Brother, to these melancholy rites,
    to show this final honour to the dead,
    and speak (to what purpose?) to your silent ashes,
    since now fate takes you, even you, from me. read more »

    Gaius Valerius Catullus
  • 96.
    Tiger--Tiger!

    What of the hunting, hunter bold?
    Brother, the watch was long and cold.
    What of the quarry ye went to kill?
    Brother, he crops in the jungle still. read more »

    Rudyard Kipling
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