Best Siblings Poems

(Dedicated to you, my Brothers and Sisters)

Powerful words,
Truthful words,
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(Dedicated to in vitro fertilization victims...)

I - the tiny embryo
defiantly -
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Gowri was the name given to her,
Gorgeous white Pomeranian,
Black eyes bright like
Black berries ripe,
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You were my very first friend
With sunlit yellow hair,
which directly complimented my dark mane
We were a pair, uniquely different...
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O Maker of this universe! ! ! ! !
Sought in silence, prose and verse!

Teach me Lord to sing Thy Praise
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December is here with Christmas beckoning at the door
He saw every house bright with many a lamp
And the whole streets illumined with colorful lights and stars
But his tiny hut looked dismal n’ dark like a prison camp
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When I shall cease to breathe the vital air

The news will spread like a wild fire
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As an owl picked out the fixed Star
A break in the clouds, a ray of hope
Washing her hands of muddled,
Many-sided habit of mind
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His posture
From so many years
Holding his robe with one hand
Is odd.
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You can see him standing tall a statue
amidst the sea in kanyakumari
right at the bottom of india
He was a poet who wrote short verses
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Being I am..
a child of Adam
as on the day
I, intented to step out
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Photo 1
Baby sits
with diapered bottom
against gritty linoleum
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It's more than fifty
years now she's been gone.
She went to heaven and
left us all alone.
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Bharati Nayak evokes a whole world of natural consciousness, nature's appraisals and emotional bonds in her poems, nurturing each with unique personal care. The love for words, their strangely satiating pleasures and pains are transitions between her thoughts and her beautiful expressions. I found different layers and dimensions in each poem. Her very first poem 'I' tells about her conviction to remain etched in time's history with her poignant verses for generations to come, long after she is gone. If one has read the story or seen Satyajit Ray's 'Pather Panchali' can relate well to her poem 'A letter to Appu with love from Durga' where she beautifully narrates the bond between siblings, and Durga's soulful reminiscing. 'Oh Life'is a conversation of the poet with life, her observation and sensitivity impressed me very much. She begets her verses from fire and from ashes, unmoved by detractors or believers, confident of her perception and evocation.
Poems of immense depth, soft melody, spontaneous flow and personal style makes Bharati's collection 'Words Are Such Perfect Traitors' a must read for all those who love poetry.
Nandita Samanta
Poet, Author, Artist, Reviewer
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Many friends do I have
How do I describe them
As I am what I am
Because of them
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Dr. Albert Einstein spent the last ten years of his life,
As a Crusader of peace and disarmament.
He passionately voiced his concern about Atom bomb.
In a dinner at New York Astor Hotel, in December 1945,
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Somewhere here
can, I smell
strongly, its presence
at a distance of
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Memories of childhood prattle sweet,
Strange, funny utterances incomplete;
Toddling walk on the faltering feet,
Falling down, the same to repeat.
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When did my journey begin?

Do I remember?
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Being in love with you

is an overwhelming joy
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“You’re doing it wrong! ”
“You can’t do anything right! ”
Echo’s through your ears once more.
Coming with is tears that try to exit your eyes.
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Maja was born in 1881, in Munich.
She was two years younger to Albert.
Albert and Maja enjoyed
A pleasant, happy childhood,
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After six hours in Marcasse with Jacques, from lack of air,
Vincent felt faint, panting, choking, with heat and dust.
He felt he could not endure this torture anymore.
He was thankful to Jacques when they decided to return.
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Who am I to say to you
what I say to you?
I was not a stone polished by water
and became a face
nor was I a cane punctured by the wind
and became a flute...

I am a dice player,
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They usually say
You are not that pretty
Short flat nose
Wrinkled face
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I see the sad color of racism not every other day
But every minutes of the day
I see the serious mental and physical damages
That this cancer has done throughout the ages
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Rarely do we hear of brothers so bonded,
Like Vincent Van Gogh and his younger brother
Theo Van Gogh - four years younger to Vincent.
They were born to Dutch parents
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All the lessons I've learned
and tried to pass on.
The knowledge I've accumulated
to make me strong.
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Who's afraid of economic melt down?
In this year's peak global crisis
the 3rd world prime commodities
the1st and 2nd world countries lifestyles'
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My dad, God bless him, some thought was weird,
and not because he chewed tobacco and ….. had a beard.
But unlike some dads who leave raising kids up to 'Mom',
Dad parented gently, though he could be stern (while calm) .
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Tear from the land of Nigeria
Tells a story of pain
A story of being chained
Chained in her body and soul
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Once again, Vincent was back home with his family,
In the familiar surroundings of Brabant,
In the vicarage of Neunen, a two storeyed stone house,
Where the Van Gogh family lived peacefully.
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A tall, handsome six footer,
A resolute chin,
A defined jaw line that can boast of aristocracy,
A passer-by would not miss him.
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Oh I did mean gray!
That’s what I meant to say.
Because for many years on the Saturday
Preceding Easter Sunday we used to play
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Siblings playing see-saw
Tiny-tots hiding and seeking themselves
Boys fielding cricket balls
Hitting fours and sixes
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At home, you taught me
How to share with my own siblings.
But on the road
you made me quite lonely
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Though they are with you
Yet....they're alone
Frightened and longing
For surroundings they've known
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Princess just wants a new car.
I have told her that hers will go far.
''Oh, it's really not cool
driving this crap to school.''
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The poor boy knew Christmas beckoning at the door
He saw every house bright with many a lamp
And streets illumined with colorful lights and stars
But his tiny hut looked dismal n' dark like a prison camp
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As the dawn comes
I remember what mama used to say
You are a man
Never you forget
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A true episode,
When I came to Bombay,
Just after my graduation in Kerala,
I was an innocent twenty year old
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I can see
The shining beauty of love
In my mother's soothing smile.
I can see
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Sometimes i think
is it good or is it bad to be an apple of one's eyes?
if there was no apple
then God would have selected some other fruit for the existence...
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The banker and his wife rejoiced. Their son was born.
As happened at first with boys, blue was the color most often worn …..
by their dear son, Quentin. They doted on him so,
planning for his future. To which college would he go?
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Born so high,
Lot my siblings die,
Uncared seems my mother,
Battle only with puny armour,
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Student Camp on its tour of Nature,
walking along a coast in their leisure.

remembering the Nature's wonders in many,
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It was nineteen sixty nine
October twenty nine to be exact,
She appeared there on the scene
At Asha Sadan in a coastal town
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Dr. Albert Einstein was a total family person.
He never lived alone anywhere.
He lived comfortably surrounded by his immediate
And extended family members.
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What do I have to look forward to the rest of my fine life?
It depends, to some degree at least, on my dear wife.
If she stays alive and somehow keeps on putting up with me,
I may live twenty more years (ten more than I 'should') . We'll see.
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Holding each other's hand together and entuned in the same thought;
they are on a long evening stroll.
Engrossed and enjoying each other's company heartily,
as if long lost friends met year after.
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What a fool I am Mom,
Look how greatly mad!
I fight with you when you don't hear,
And miss you tons when you're not here!
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I explored the Pacific Ocean at the age of twenty
met the bubbling ' ring of fire ' beneath

I visited Spratly Island somewhere in South China sea
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Even being born from the same litter
Timida is much more fearful than her siblings.
BlackPearl is their oldest brother and most authoritative.
Monkey is their youngest with her beautiful brown and beige hair.
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Weekends- i call them rejuvenation sessions
They can never be better than
When team energizers-my siblings- are around
When they meet titles are kept aside
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A few minutes back,
As I was adoring moon,
Down came Michael
And said I'll die soon.
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Chapter One

As I entered the resort condo I'd be sharing with a stranger,
I couldn't help wondering if there could be some danger ….
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Mariza who is sweet as can be

is expecting a baby in the spring.
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Each of three days I've spied a spider ‘idly sitting'…..
…in a web strung between branches.Was it knitting?
[ I don't think it was. ]Was it looking back at me ….
…through the window where I was gazing at its tree?
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I have nothing to offer
Except this small heart of mine.
You come with laughter.
I have a past much maligned.
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I’ve started a 'showcase' on my PoemHunter site,
which is NOT a contest; it’s no arena for a fight,
but instead a place where once a month I shall post..
a poem from you, a PH member, which you’d like read most.
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-Who am I?
...A name?
...A piece of paper?
...The pigment of my skin?
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In the twilight’s deepening stillness
I sit by my window and look outside
The sprawling fields of paddy awaiting harvest,
Take me to those fields where I roamed as a child
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When one is challenged to be
One's own guide and stirrer
Of his own destiny,
That is a mark of adulthood.
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Bri's quest to be a poet-different on P H does survive.
NOW, a fine new idea, for showcases, does, to me, arrive.
In the new month of JUNE I'll display only female works,
and hope, to me, it brings MANY attractive P H Perks.
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'Don't forget to take your school book today! '
[Manu's mum sent him off to school; HE'd rather play.]
He took his book, and his tiffin, filled with sweet lunch curry.
He started out slowly; Manu was in NO hurry.
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The Gospel According to Lilith

BOOK ONE
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There was an exact rendering in the books of her time granted her from all her relatives, from grandparents, to siblings, from her parents and even some deposits from friends.

He moved in his chair, rose, and glided toward the window to look out as he always did when he wanted to think.
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Oh summer, dear summer, my long lost friend,
I am so very glad, to see you again.
Your brother Winter was very unkind,
So much so dear Summer, that I near lost my mind.
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Yet again the earnest sentiments
Were raped upon the siblings of Don Juan.
A great fortune to his glorious pride,
Jubilant – exorbitant prize to egocentric mind.
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Thousands of years of life,
In the small huts beside the rivers,
The rain has no power,
The wind has no power,
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(Part - I)

He is this,
He is that,
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Lisa and I went to a reception, yesterday evening, for students who'd landed summer fellowships at a particular hospital in Boston. (Yeah us!) It wasn't formal, so I wore a crimson cropped sweater, a beige circle skirt (with pockets!) and beige Sarto soft-leather ballet flats.

I've disparate feelings in these situations. I was excited - this was a goal I needed to achieve - that next notch - my mom might even smile.
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Lilting Limericks To Help Me Pass Some Time


1 - Our Dad
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We share a cord my lovely ones
A cord so tight that love flows
We share a cord that none can tear
For we are bound to be siblings
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Autumn, Then and Now'
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In 1928, on a trip to Davos in Switzerland,
Einstein was taken seriously ill with a heart condition.
He was fully confined to bed and it took him a long time
To recuperate and get back to normal life. Meanwhile,
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Emptiness is not a disease.
It's a state of mind.
A perspective.
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Destiny is written very clearly,
When you are an ovum,
Resting in the ovary,
To look for your turn,
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A letter from you
I get just now
Wish me come back
But tell me how?
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The elephant of our village temple
Passed away the other day
We drowned in sorrow
It was a dark day
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God didn't make quiters, just procastinators.

God didn't make worthless, he made worth while.
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Look at this old photograph..
some of these old photos look
more ancient than their, what,
hundred-and-twenty years;
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To introduce some of my older poems to those who've not met them, OR to remind those who have (met them) to consider meeting again, I've written a poem in which words/names or phrases typed with all...CAPITAL LETTERS may be typed into PH's 'search box' to help you to...find poems I'd like to share with YOU, you, and U! ! ! If you encounter problems, please feel free to ask me for help. These 'words/names...or phrases' usually are NOT complete titles, but they will lead you to a list of poems [not just mine], which will have the desired poems in them; it's... not too difficult. Even I can (and did) do the searching successfully! ! !

You may find interesting titles from other PH members as well. ;) bri
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Hard were the calluses on my Daddy's hands the first time he held me,
and hard it was on Christmas morn' to find only one small gift beneath our tiny tree.
Hard was my Mom's life, raising seven kids and washing other people's clothes.
Without our family's belief in God, life could have been harder.Who knows?
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On the seed-bed of time
We are sowing the seeds of love
Sprouting and sprawling its essence
Over the time forever;
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(1)

Green leaves
gazing at red flowers
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walking alone in a lonely night
thinking of a gift for a precious child
can't buy fine jewels nor can i treat
indigent....i have nothing to give...
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After the sunset,
When slowly the darkness crept
And the sky was covered with a star studded veil.
I sat on the terrace with a cocktail.
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Recently, BlackPearl behaved not kindly
He intimidated his other siblings
He forbade two cats* from getting in
But he let Zebra and Monkey sleep in the cat house.
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You remain a hidden wonder,
Beyond my roving naked eye,
The mysterious voice that sings,
Cuc-koo! - - - - Cuc-koo!
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they need help around the arrogant world

against racism the poor and blacks.
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The overcrowded bus tumbled down
the highway under a pale blue March sky.
All of us passengers, friends or strangers,
had been traveling through the night,
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NO stockings, this Christmas Eve, by the chimney are hung.
NO holiday music plays in our home; NO carols are sung.
NO wreath's on our front door to make our home look so dandy.
I WON'T go to a midnight church service, where as a kid I got candy.
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Life ends in death,
Day ends in night,
The sun has faded and died,
Its flickering light throwing shadows along the streets of your hometown,
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After three days of not being fed separately from her siblings
Timida threw her temper tantrum because she got mad at my wife.
She didn't come when my wife called her name many times
Even though she hid herself nearby, under an evergreen bush.
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Mama, for nine months we connected
My world in you was amazing
I depended on you fully
We shared a plate and a cup
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no two siblings
have the same blood grouping

ask docs
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We continue to admire the example set by our
high ranking official at work, she stayed home,
claiming heated argument with siblings injured
her health, she is a mess; won't do anything as
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All over the district, on leather couches
& brocade couches, on daybeds
& 'professional divans,' they are confessing.
The air is thick with it,
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Precious life, hers never seemed
Working from dusk till down
For anyone who inquires, with vim
She does every thing and anything in return for nothing
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