Brotherhood
The term “brother” encompasses the most exquisite meanings of love and compassion. A brother serves as our support system and refuge during times of need. He is someone we rely on when faced with life’s challenges and celebrates our joys as well as shares in our sorrows. Many poets have celebrated the bond of brotherhood in their verses. In this article, we will present some of the most beautiful poetry dedicated to brothers.
Poetry About Brotherhood
Upon waking, I remembered my brother,
And tears cascaded down my cheeks.
In the armor of heroic steeds,
I adorned myself and ravaged many lands.
With a spear, I hunted the fleetest of deer,
And seized the ram with fierce intent.
You defended your kin amidst the battle,
And unleashed your steed to charge forth.
Indeed, you would regard him as a returning traveler,
When the noble skills cloaked us in the heat of combat.
For in earnestness, it was abominable,
Yet in peace, you reveled and relaxed your attire.
And so in fervid heat, you adorned
Yourself about your waist with a veil.
To attain glory that was near at hand,
And earn praise while safeguarding the vulnerable.
You quenched the thirst of the lances,
Turning them like a chef stirring a pot.
You reached the blood-soaked pools,
Generously bestowing rewards while rendering men powerless.
Like reins tightened upon a well-decorated prize beast,
You flourished within the warmth of affection.
As the evening drew near, before you, an excited breeze arose?
And when you caught sight of its flock,
You sensed a nearby quarry and took flight.
Worn from the struggle to flee,
You remained alert, while pursuing prey.
For the night surrounded and enveloped you,
As the waters of the foe surged within you.
Beautiful Verses about Brotherhood
My brother, when the world grows harsh,
And the waves of adversity divide us,
And the yearning for reunion flickers,
Between the mountains and the people.
Do not forget the one who has departed,
For your brother does not forget you.
My brother, the journeys have wearied,
The proud body knows not rest.
The trials of ageing have returned us,
Yet in the mirror, I glimpse a weary visage.
It reflects the fading remnants of my breath,
My brother, the days have passed by,
Between the waves and the shining jewels,
And I have seized but foam and sand.
Thoughts summon whispers of doubts and sorrows,
And I stumbled back without wings,
As if on a journey without guidance,
My brother, if the world fades away,
Winter follows the seasons.
While the melodious nightingale weaves its nest,
Amidst the foliage and blossoms,
The branches bow graciously,
Adorned with bells and laughter.
Await my return at dawn,
For I have saddled my steeds.
My brother, I long to embrace,
My kin and the people.
To kiss the earth in a homeland,
Where I am accompanied by my feelings.
To my mother, to my father’s face,
And to my olive trees and saplings.
Do you believe that I will forget,
While God counts my breaths?
Poetry About a Brother by Elia Abu Madi
Do you know the sorrow of patience,
When joy has succumbed to fate?
Time’s hand threw a malicious dart at you,
And at its conclusion, it left us all weeping.
It struck while you were loved by every heart,
Honored, for hearts resonate for you.
Neither time nor circumstances bore any grudge against you,
Nor did it reveal anything unbecoming in your conduct.
You possessed a character that could not be overlooked,
In a manner that’s rare for others to attain.
You knew the world’s secrets,
And forbid doubts from surrounding you.
It seemed you had slain time seeking the truth,
For in you lay its concealed secrets.
The moon’s tale encompassed your age,
Yet your wisdom transcends generations.
To experience fate with our hopes,
While we remain enslaved by our desires.
Our forms merely prisons,
And the universe can feel like an unrelenting chain.
As homes decay, so do lives—
For these walls, like bonds, have their strengths.
Death has tethered our expectations,
In loyalty, you shan’t betray or be betrayed.
Does the coffin know which youth it harbors,
And of what honor this grave will keep?
A youth like you bore the beauty of existence,
In whom grace reached its most exquisite artistry.
Some attributes fashioned you a lion and a moon,
While others shaped you with tenderness and grace.
Signs of youth remain visible upon you,
Yet you appear like a wise elder in your robes.
Let not our enemies rejoice in our plight,
For every youth met with their destined end.
O light of our eyes, you have departed from us,
And the world is dim in your absence.
When fate hastened towards you, no farewell was said,
And a companion could not see you off.
You did not disdain parting, yet fate was relentless,
Desire throbbed, but time was unmerciful.
How my heart aches for your mother, as they announce,
The sorrow of your long silence.
And long for your distant brother,
When certainty arrives at his door.
The stars shall weep for you in the dark,
As the branches grieve for you in the glades.
Siblings shall mourn, vanished from their view,
And a heartbroken mother, as well as a grieving father.
Our hearts shall never be warmed by your presence,
Nor shall our spirits falter in lamentation.
In your youth, you adorned our lives,
As beauty adorned a noble brow.
You took with you the splendor of this world,
Leaving naught behind that can compare.
You were our hope, and now, hope has vanished,
You were our support, and we find none other.
Without you, my brother, where shall I seek solace,
When both my hands are rendered still?
The sorrow is tolerable, except when it’s you,
For to lose you is to lose the light.
My heart is engulfed in sorrow’s embrace,
And my tears flow like a river unbound.
This grief weighs heavily upon my soul,
And I suspect it shall forever endure.
The streams of tears flowing from my eyes, though unwanted,
Refuse to part with their burden.
Night stretches on, an endless vigil,
And I find myself wondering when rest might come.
As morning’s light meets the dark,
All my despair comes pouring forth.
May God reward you with all that is good,
And bless your resting place with abundant rains.
Reflections on Brotherhood
- The greatest fortune in my life is having you as my brother.
- Never compare anyone to your brother, no matter what.
- My brother, you are my solace, my joy, and my tears.
- The essence of brotherhood mirrors that of friendship.
- Brotherhood is a divine blessing, appreciated only by those who possess it.
- No matter the years, the elder brother remains a second father to his siblings.
- There exists a brother whose loyalty surpasses that of fleeting friends or even parents.
- Support your brother in his pursuits, and you, too, shall achieve your dreams.
- My brother, when time grows tight, and mankind betrays me, you are the fortress upon which I lean.
- Tell my brother he is my second father, my anchor in this world, and my unwavering love.
- A good brother is better than oneself, for the self can lead to harm, whereas a good brother only inspires goodness.