Sisters Poems That Make You Cry Novels & Stories

Confusion clouded my mind, but it was quickly replaced by a wave of sorrow as tears streamed down her face, glistening like shattered diamonds. I couldn’t fathom the reason behind her anguish. And then, with a voice heavy with anguish, she uttered the words that sliced through the silence like a dagger. “You just killed my sister,” she gritted out, her voice laced with pain and fury. My gaze fell upon Lia’s lifeless body sprawled on the cold, unforgiving floor, a haunting image that would forever be etched into my memory.

" it hurts so much. Seeing her like this, so fragile and distant... It's unbearable. She's always been so full of life." Sister Mary's touch held a silent understanding, a bridge between Kiara's anguish and the inexplicable ways of the universe. The rain outside was both a reminder of the world's unpredictability and a promise of renewal. It mirrored Kiara's inner tempest and the resilience she was finding within herself. The room felt like a sanctuary within the storm, a haven where grief was not silenced but shared. As the raindrops painted intricate patterns on the windowpane, Sister Mary's presence became a portrait of empathy, her embrace a refuge for a heart battered by life's tempests

Her sister asked the more. “And now this is your third day here, should I call Abu?” Her sister asked the more and without a further word, she broke into tears and that was the first time, she would see her cry since their mother’s death. She remember how she had watched her younger sister grieved within and would not cry when everyone wept for the lost of their mother and instead she become bitter and throw blames at people especially their father and their step mother and no matter how much they tried, they just could not reach her ... Life seem so difficult for her that she wish she could just help her but she would not let anyone help her..

"No. No-" "You've been sent to take the dragon stone from me, right?" I asked but shuts her up before she tried to answer. Lies. All lies. "You were sent to take it from me. To take my dear sister." I choked at the last part, telling my self not to cry. "My dear sister, away from me." My eyes dripped with tears. My walls, the walls that held me tight, made me stronger, just... Collapsed. I tried for a sentence and looked up as if the heaven would speak for me, and by the time I brought down my face, Nila's eyes were already filled with tears. Words became hard for my mouth to construct. The sobs punched through, ripping through my muscles, bones and guts. I tried for slow breathes when I no

"I'm leaving." No one responded. I suddenly remembered many years ago, when our parents were killed in a fire. Riley had held me, her eyes blood-red with grief. With that same gentle voice, she'd comforted me trembling: "You still have your big sisters. As long as we're here, you'll always be our little brother." Liar. For some reason, my nose suddenly stung. I didn't let it show on my face. I'd had four years of practice not letting it show on my face.

She did not turn around. “I know,” she said quietly. Then she walked out. The door closed. Locked. Silence swallowed the cell. I slid down the wall. Curled into myself. For the first time in years, I cried. Not for what I had lost. Not for what I had done. For the sister I had killed. For the sister I could have been. For the girl who died in that warehouse. For Anya. For Nina. For neither. For both. The tears came hot and endless.

“They deserve death and pain because of what they did to me… Because of my sister…” Tears brimmed the edges of her dark eyes as she fisted her hands. “They hurt me, day and night… And then, they killed my sister! How can I not want them to end?” The pain in her eyes finally made sense and my heart went out to her. I saw the way she tried to wipe off the tears quickly. I saw the way her body shook as she tried to swallow it all back… But she failed. “They should all die!” She cried, in a broken and bitter voice.

"Sis, I can't sleep. Can I stay here?" "Sis, why does Papa hurt you like this? It shouldn't be like that. If I could take away your pain, I would." "Sis, I'm so happy you're my sister. You're like two people in one—you’re my sister and my best friend." "You know, Sis, if I could pick anyone to be my sister, it would always be you. I love you, Sis!" I couldn't hold back the tears as I remembered those moments. It hit me hard that I'd never hear Violet's voice again.

with that portal closed leaving Alice behind with her sister’s words still ringing in her mind she falls on her knees on the ground and can’t control the tears leaking from her eyes this time. How can her sister do this with her? Why always she has to go through with pain, why can’t she have a normal life like a normal person she always gets pain, betrayal in her life, but the time she gets betrayal from the person she loved more than anything else her sister, her best friend?

I always thought that red is the colour of love but today I realized that it is the colour of death. They raped my sister. One by one they all did and I closed my eyes to not watch the pain in her eyes. My heart was weeping. We were supposed to sleep peacefully and then celebrate my birthday tomorrow. It was supposed to be happy day but today all my happiness was snatched away from me. When they killed my sister, a scream left my mouth and that's when they all spot me. With a wicked laugh, they all came to me and forced me to look at the bodies of my family. Tears were streaming down my face, I couldn't take it anymore. It was like my heart was about to burst.