Broadsky Feb 11
I remember nights when I was so petrified, you'd sit outside the bathroom door for me as I'd shower. I remember nights you'd climb in my bed to soothe my sobs and stop my tears from wetting my pillow. I remember when you'd hold my hand and teach me to be confident with my shoulders back. I remember the nights of endless secret telling and shushes to keep quiet. I remember it all. Yet those sweet pea memories are slowly drifting away back to sea with the memory of who you used to be. I can't seem to get you to look me in the eyes anymore, I can't get you to hold me when I have an episode. I can't get you to spend time with me, your baby sister, and maybe its a big sister thing; growing tired of being your litter sister's keeper. I dont know. But I know there are no more nights of secret telling, there are no more nights of being held while I cry. There are no more nights of you sitting outside the bathroom door for me. There are none.
When do you know to let go?
Tori Sep 2017
I long to fly

Into the sky

But broken wings

Disable me.

I long to play

But here I stay

Wheelchair bound

Still on the ground.

Look in my eyes,

These grey blue skies,

You’re soon to see

Past broken wings.

My body’s bound

But my soul roams round

The sky of my mind

Where you will find

Imagination abounds

My soul roams round

No chains for me

For here I’m free.

So, though I’m o'erlooked

And my wings are all crook’d,

There’s more to me,

I’ve  a soul with wings
This is dedicated to my little sister who has cerebral palsy.
Leonila Jul 2017
A Sister's Melody

Growing up you and I were so distant
Although we fought things significant
I needed you, there you were in an instant
Boys always after you, my how persistent

A Sister's Melody
It's the song of girls that scold
It's the song of secrets told
Lessons learned and to unfold
Memories, destinies to behold

All grown up now, in different parts
We both have families, united in hearts
I love you so, even though we are apart
Even as differences rise in our paths

A Sister's Melody
It's the song of girls that scold
It's the song of secrets told
Lessons learned and to unfold
Memories, destinies to behold

*Words might be said that sting
Hugs from you, as healing they bring
A way for forgiveness that mends
Thank you sister for everything

Copyright©Leonila 2016
Leonila Jun 2017
My Friend

My friend
Strong as a lion,
By default,
As life hasn't been kind.

My friend,
Soft as the sunflower,
Standing tall,
As you face life's storms.

My friend,
Through many tears shed,
You put on the bravest smile.
A heart that's been broken,
Still full of so much love.

My friend,
In your brokenness,
Your light never dims,
A heart so loving,
For others, you light the way.

My friend,
Soft and fragile,
Like the trusting lamb,
Fierce and bold,
Like the roaring lion.

My friend,
You follow,
Your Father's Heart.
I know He loves you,
And He's ever proud.

My friend,
I'm so glad to know you,
I am blessed to have you,
In my life.
Though I never met you,
I still feel such a close bond.

My friend,
Surely I am loved,
Beyond measure.
My Father saw fit,
To bring you in my life.
So these words I write for you.

My friend,
I hope, you realize,
My words for you are so true.
I love you,
Just the way you are,
I wouldn't change a thing
About you.

My friend,
Though we have our quarrels,
Fight like the best of relatives.
Know that you,
More than just my friend,
You are my sister,
Always in my heart,
Until the end of days.

Copyright©Leonila 2016
Hailyn Suarez May 2017
she's a jumping bean,
bouncing off walls,
breaking in her velvet muscles.

a princess crown encompasses her cranium,
eyelashes like butterfly wings,
fluttering in a breeze.

wearing tic-tacs for teeth,
a smile designed by blind men's hands,
construction of a masterpiece.

eyes aglow with eagerness,
bleeding aquamarine,
flooding my pupils with luminosity.

giggles like dandelion seedtips,
a supplementary appendage,
attached to my forearm.

she blankets me in gentle bear hugs,
curling around like pink yarn,
frayed at the edges.
written at the dining room table
Hannah Mar 2017
It is empowering to see
other women besides me,
unfolding their wings,
holding the key
to unlocking their dreams,
and fulfilling their destiny.
~ rise ~
f Feb 2017
Well girls,
we got all worried;
sitting at the edges of our chairs.
It was an urgent meeting.
Somehow all of us thought about the last words we would want to see flying out of her mouth.
In the end, we all screamed.
Some cried,
some were left speechless.

"This morning I received an email.
It said that we got a... GOLD!!!"
Oh gold, a majestic word.
A word that will make eyes shine and glisten ever so brightly.

Who wouldn't get emotional looking at how much our strength has grown in just a couple of years?
Who wouldn't be emotional looking at how much more we have achieved in just a couple of years?

Life still has to continue.
The news spread pretty quickly.
We saw a pretty face.
A face we all knew and loved.
A teacher who left.
A teacher who we missed.

We saw her.
The last time was "I don't even know when".
We saw her
through a screen.
Don't we all hate goodbyes?
I think I might breakdown when I seperate from my dearest ones.
that time would come soon.
Very, very, soon.
As soon as you know it.

I admit.
Sometimes I really dread attending the sessions.
But you know something?
There's this sense of belonging and sisterhood that binds us all together.
With that, how can any of us leave?

But one day, we all have to leave.
We all hope to leave good influence on those who would leave after us,
entrusting another gold in their hands.

We all worked hard in this together.
We suffer together.
We strive together.
We cry together.
We celebrate together.

All for one.
One for all.
The gold made my day.
tamia Nov 2016
i only knew i loved the stars
on that night in Batangas
my sisters and i rested our tired bones
on the dewy grass of a cliff,
we rested where the sea met the sky.

we looked at the stars.
"look, you can see the milky way right there,"
my oldest sisters said
as they traced the sky for me,
i saw it for the first time, in the dark
and i felt so big yet so small,
i learned to read the skies
from two people who knew how to
watch the world.

and i only knew i loved the stars
when i came to learn to see them
as i watched them
with the people i loved
beside me.
Batangas - a province in the Philippines
Dovey Nov 2016
It was a love
sweeter then
Because at least I knew
you couldn't leave me
How wrong
I was





and I'm alone.

When will I move on?
She's happy. She's happy, and I still can't stop writing poetry about it.
Anni Oct 2015
A few years ago
I would not have expected
That my sister would someday be my best friend
We used to constantly bicker
That still happens every day
She pisses me off to no end
But I can’t hold a grudge
Especially not against her
And she always somehow
Resolves the problem
By making me laugh
Until my sides ache
There is nobody else out there
Who I am this comfortable around
And I sincerely doubt
There could be anyone else
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