Novel & Cerita Sisters Poems That Make You Cry

Alone, the walls echoed with the turmoil she tried to conceal. The weight of emotions pressed down on Madeline as she entered her room, seeking refuge from the prying questions and concerned looks. The tears, held back for too long, finally spilled over, each drop carrying the pain of broken expectations. Marie, sensing her sister's distress, quietly entered the room and closed the door behind her. Without a word, she sat next to Madeline and pulled her into a comforting embrace. No words were spoken as Madeline let the tears flow, the solace of her sister's presence a balm to her wounded heart.

Nina's POV I am Nina Alfred, Jenny Alfred's younger sister and I escorted my Sister to her grave not quite long ago. People always think our initiative was different but...they were always mistaking. We dreamt to touch others' hearts by constructing a world In another world...and we were doing...just that. She put hers to writing while I do mine by voice. My favorite utopian songs warped to being so sorrowful since my sister and father died the same day. The world keeps waxen old and I never stopped crying. I still sing songs accompanied by a blubbering gaze. The trauma hit my mother hard that she only stopped crying after she get drowsy of tears, so she can continue later. She was in the po

- her eyes come to my mind and I close mine tightly, I shake my head to keep those cold eyes away - I can't hold back the tears before that look, so I run away. - Oh my sister - she hugs me tight, and I cry some more. - And what's worse, now it's too late, my little girl has probably already been adopted by a couple... What a pain, sis... I want her so much... Our hearts have chosen each other - I squeeze her and close my eyes just feeling the tears that come out of my broken heart in several pieces.

She is not the only person in the world going through hardship. When Cristine thought back on how young her sister was when their family suffered tragedy, she felt sorry. When Cristine gave the tiny youngster a hug, she was also in tears. They were both crying and attempting to find comfort in each other's warmth. Cristine's hospital gown was drenched in tears. They lost too much water crying, yet they were able to share their emotions. The little girl continued to cry while still asking, "Sister, why are you crying?" She couldn't understand why this sister was crying when she was crying. The little girl consciously decided not to cry in front of her sister again so that she wouldn't have to

END OF FLASHBACK “I am here to bid my sister — whom I was neither bounded to by law or by blood but by a bond that can never be broken —” A son broke out from her throat as she felt her legs wobble, Tears clouded her vision as her lips quivered, So many words danced at the tip of her distraught mind, almost like a parade on a festival night, there was just a much noise in the silence that engulfed her. FLASH BACK

Cries of laughter fill the room as she gets and fails several attempts to bite the finger, the games and their laughter had been enough then to almost make her forget about her injured leg. But this time, nothing could make her forget her sister’s death, Althea thought forlornly. The sight of her sister’s mutilated corpse had been so seared into her brain that even her dreams gave her no respite from the horrible memory. Neither Kent’s reassuring presence nor his smile could take away the painful reality that her only sister was gone. Suddenly feeling the pain once again rip through her heart, Althea struggled to bite her trembling lips in an effort to prevent the sobs from coming out.

I release the long breathe when I saw her standing her balcony while her hands wrapping around her self as the rain water was dripping from her face to her body. My heart clenched again when I saw her body shooking and shivering and I knew it she was crying in the rain. From the bottom of my heart I wish I never meet her. I wish she was never the sister of that fucking motherfucker . I wish I couldn't be the reason of her agony.... I wish we were never meet like this.... ************ Hlw everyone!! I know I am late but still Happy Navratri everyone....!! 🙏⚘🙏

Mandy’s heart broke at Dwight’s words, the sound of the statement 'your only sister' sent her heart to a hell of thorns. The memory of her sister came crashing down on her, pulling her under the weight of her grief. Bella’s laughter, her mischievous smile, the way she would tease Mandy when they were kids—all of it flooded her mind, tearing at her heart. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she couldn’t hold them back any longer. She sobbed, the sound raw and guttural, her entire body shaking with the force of her grief. The tears streamed down her face, soaking the pillow beneath her head, but she didn’t care. All she could feel was the loss—the unbearable, heart-wrenching loss of her sister.

Silent sobs wracked her body as the floodgates of her tears burst open. The tears streamed down Ava's cheeks, releasing the pent-up frustration, hurt, and confusion that had been building within her. Each sob echoed in the empty room, a poignant reminder of the shattered bond between the sisters. It felt as if a part of her had been torn away, leaving her feeling raw and vulnerable.

One that reminds me of my sister. Without thinking too much, I select it and let the melody start. I close my eyes and sing. The lyrics hit harder than I expected. Memories of my lost sister flooded in, and before I knew it, my voice trembled. I feel a lump in my throat. Then, completely out of nowhere, tears spill down my cheeks. Where are you Sisa? Are you still alive? I was in the middle of crying when I heard someone speaking behind me. "Why are you crying?"