Metaphor Poems
#metaphor
Metaphor poems, poetry using metaphors to create an image for the reader. You are not LIKE the sun, you ARE the sun! Metaphors are often used in poetry to explain emotions, feelings and relationships, which could not easily be described using ordinary language.
rubyredheart
Poem Published
Today 8:47am
Today 8:47am
Thief Return
Silent ghost thief of this night,
Deft cat burglar of my every morrow,
my heart so long has lain ensconced within your treasury
locked within your most protected secret safe
Now your memories sneak past my defenses
Every day
To steal my thoughts away
Beguiling them with dreams… (someday)
again each night
your shadow steals my sleep away
as my craving need seeks trace of you
yet you leave no clue
Aw, beloved trespasser of my mind,
remain within this space
further stealth into my life
Subtly slide into my love
Again...
Deft cat burglar of my every morrow,
my heart so long has lain ensconced within your treasury
locked within your most protected secret safe
Now your memories sneak past my defenses
Every day
To steal my thoughts away
Beguiling them with dreams… (someday)
again each night
your shadow steals my sleep away
as my craving need seeks trace of you
yet you leave no clue
Aw, beloved trespasser of my mind,
remain within this space
further stealth into my life
Subtly slide into my love
Again...
#love
#metaphor
16 reads
Morbs
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2023 00:40am
3rd Feb 2023 00:40am
There’s no present like the time
Annie walked those paths
with painstaking accuracy
spearing her cane into mud.
She wouldn’t be crowded,
refused it in fact
even nearby cows
gave her plenty of room
as she strode up that hill
swinging her stick
from side-to-side
determined to avenge
the world’s gloom.
Once
she snagged new pants
on a barbed wire fence,
a neatly torn ‘v’
on the back of her thigh.
Annie was furious —
“you’re telling...
with painstaking accuracy
spearing her cane into mud.
She wouldn’t be crowded,
refused it in fact
even nearby cows
gave her plenty of room
as she strode up that hill
swinging her stick
from side-to-side
determined to avenge
the world’s gloom.
Once
she snagged new pants
on a barbed wire fence,
a neatly torn ‘v’
on the back of her thigh.
Annie was furious —
“you’re telling...
#LifeAsAWriter
#metaphor
80 reads
6 Comments
abetterstart
Poem Published
31st Jan 2023 11:30pm
31st Jan 2023 11:30pm
no thoughts (less imagination)
that massive rain
dripping inside my skull
extinguishing the fire
that i can't get started,
working in my fields
left untilled, unfertile,
in shallow rows
revealing no crops,
an empty pocket full of lint
that makes worthless thread
that can't hold thoughts
sewed together.
dripping inside my skull
extinguishing the fire
that i can't get started,
working in my fields
left untilled, unfertile,
in shallow rows
revealing no crops,
an empty pocket full of lint
that makes worthless thread
that can't hold thoughts
sewed together.
#emotional
#metaphor
51 reads
2 Comments
ncof
Poem Published
28th Jan 2023 3:08pm
28th Jan 2023 3:08pm
a dead butterfly on the windowsill
A dead butterfly on the windowsill
the child didn't believe when found it still.
it was still so pretty though lifeless and stiff
Many found it right to put it on a stick.
Plastic flowers atop the chest of drawers
its new permanent home this imitation tower.
a dead butterfly on the windowsill
A fatal mistake- it followed its will.
the child didn't believe when found it still.
it was still so pretty though lifeless and stiff
Many found it right to put it on a stick.
Plastic flowers atop the chest of drawers
its new permanent home this imitation tower.
a dead butterfly on the windowsill
A fatal mistake- it followed its will.
#love
#tragedy
#metaphor
84 reads
2 Comments
darkcloud68
Poem Published
28th Jan 2023 4:27am
28th Jan 2023 4:27am
Just Flowing Here.!?/
I'm in in my pocket,flow like moon stars and rockets, I'm hotter than a electric socket, born a child into this world, and shocked it.
I saw a lost heard so I locked it. saw the most beautiful neck,so I mocked it, your mind click I unlocked it. Umm Star Trek, I knocked it out, I'm Mr. Spoc it. Knock out, you got it,
Davey had a gun and shot it had a strong drink, fell asleep and forgot about it. I assure it I have no doubt about it. Sometimes I shout about about it. I'm calming down, so no reason to be loud...
I saw a lost heard so I locked it. saw the most beautiful neck,so I mocked it, your mind click I unlocked it. Umm Star Trek, I knocked it out, I'm Mr. Spoc it. Knock out, you got it,
Davey had a gun and shot it had a strong drink, fell asleep and forgot about it. I assure it I have no doubt about it. Sometimes I shout about about it. I'm calming down, so no reason to be loud...
#dialogue
#uplifting
#metaphor
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
43 reads
3 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
27th Jan 2023 11:35am
27th Jan 2023 11:35am
Bollywood Platinum Blonde
Once upon a time, I don't know what...
and then it was more
or less like this... like this...
and the rest I don't remember...
but I'm almost sure
that lasted forever
while they were happy...
Odalisques passed by me
and kafilas and bedouins and caravans
and I, hardened eunuch
made swordfish eyes
and set fire to the harem.
Courage, so to speak
it is a permeable membrane
between the deep desire to stay
and the imminent time to leave.
I reached the edge of the abyss
and ran back home...
I...
and then it was more
or less like this... like this...
and the rest I don't remember...
but I'm almost sure
that lasted forever
while they were happy...
Odalisques passed by me
and kafilas and bedouins and caravans
and I, hardened eunuch
made swordfish eyes
and set fire to the harem.
Courage, so to speak
it is a permeable membrane
between the deep desire to stay
and the imminent time to leave.
I reached the edge of the abyss
and ran back home...
I...
#mirror
#myself
#metaphor #philosophical
#metaphor #philosophical
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0 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2023 11:33pm
22nd Jan 2023 11:33pm
flawed by design
seen as a flaw it hurts
a zig in the pattern and turn
you desired a straight line
you got a kaleidoscope for design instead
if not for that one little zag
the burst of color you now have would be voided
ultimate planning and preparation
you fooled even me
I love thrillers and I'm thrilled to finally meet the true you
and yet downcast
take the lion share of popularity
you are the man after all
while the women play a silent violin
for the anti hero
I wonder after the nature of the first womb
that bore your...
a zig in the pattern and turn
you desired a straight line
you got a kaleidoscope for design instead
if not for that one little zag
the burst of color you now have would be voided
ultimate planning and preparation
you fooled even me
I love thrillers and I'm thrilled to finally meet the true you
and yet downcast
take the lion share of popularity
you are the man after all
while the women play a silent violin
for the anti hero
I wonder after the nature of the first womb
that bore your...
#sadness
#love
#metaphor
63 reads
1 Comment
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2023 3:16pm
22nd Jan 2023 3:16pm
love
will you see me no more?
I like vapor will rise and dissipate on the winds
as incense not incensed I still love
I ache in the eternal mist
I am ISIS, Goddess no more
I don't seek adoration
I don't look for a throne
I desire true love
even, it hurts, this growth
I am evolving
a cosmic need prods me on
a deep greed and I realize I have to have you,
in my life
it hurts this need
I don't want to want you but I do
you are our Father
immortal you are my Husband
I am both masochistic...
I like vapor will rise and dissipate on the winds
as incense not incensed I still love
I ache in the eternal mist
I am ISIS, Goddess no more
I don't seek adoration
I don't look for a throne
I desire true love
even, it hurts, this growth
I am evolving
a cosmic need prods me on
a deep greed and I realize I have to have you,
in my life
it hurts this need
I don't want to want you but I do
you are our Father
immortal you are my Husband
I am both masochistic...
#sadness
#love
#metaphor
68 reads
3 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
21st Jan 2023 4:57am
21st Jan 2023 4:57am
Hostess~Host Ghost
zombies crawl sguiggle and giggle
it's a feast for the fit
entertain this, in your hour of metaphors
code locked and ready
wormwood for the toad, told ya so
ugly scarred but not for the morrow
injested grief, insidious need
you know me
I seek the higher realm
watch as I ride the dawn's last spangle
speak spanglish, nah
hand me the grief spoon and dish
no, my lips are sealed
wish to plead?
in this dimension and the next
cavorting in the atmospheric pressure
...
it's a feast for the fit
entertain this, in your hour of metaphors
code locked and ready
wormwood for the toad, told ya so
ugly scarred but not for the morrow
injested grief, insidious need
you know me
I seek the higher realm
watch as I ride the dawn's last spangle
speak spanglish, nah
hand me the grief spoon and dish
no, my lips are sealed
wish to plead?
in this dimension and the next
cavorting in the atmospheric pressure
...
#love
#brother
#sister #metaphor
#sister #metaphor
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1 Comment
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
20th Jan 2023 3:40pm
20th Jan 2023 3:40pm
love is evolving, truth stings
drops of Valhalla fall south
into the mouths of the thirsty
I wept tears enough to fill the valley of hope
I keen in private for our losses
outside you will see the strain but not devastation
and I ask why God
can you answer for the malevolence?
if so teach me I'm no Job, I mean this is my Job
I read Enoch and wonder at your nature
some would say I'm philosophically obsessed
no I am possessed with a vision
this isn't my first rodeo with you
mock war?
I think not
if I don't stand I lack courage...
into the mouths of the thirsty
I wept tears enough to fill the valley of hope
I keen in private for our losses
outside you will see the strain but not devastation
and I ask why God
can you answer for the malevolence?
if so teach me I'm no Job, I mean this is my Job
I read Enoch and wonder at your nature
some would say I'm philosophically obsessed
no I am possessed with a vision
this isn't my first rodeo with you
mock war?
I think not
if I don't stand I lack courage...
#love
#metaphor
#philosophical
76 reads
1 Comment
Rianne
Poem Published
14th Jan 2023 2:41pm
14th Jan 2023 2:41pm
Rite of the totem collaboration with Strangeways_Rob and Daniel Christensen
Sunlight mottled sheen on a borrowed car,
I drove to fetch your mouth to mine,
No longer exists, having fired back
From beds of earthen berm and out
Into the cosmos of colors and ice
Tails trailing a torpedo of rock, your
Eyes burning with lust premeditation,
Affixed to me with newness of
Adoration, no longer exist,
They have pressed out ten thousand
Layers of film, as years of sand and wind
Scoured away their gilding, into a face of
Untold seasons we have not
Shared, your arms have shed
Skin after skin into someone else’s ...
I drove to fetch your mouth to mine,
No longer exists, having fired back
From beds of earthen berm and out
Into the cosmos of colors and ice
Tails trailing a torpedo of rock, your
Eyes burning with lust premeditation,
Affixed to me with newness of
Adoration, no longer exist,
They have pressed out ten thousand
Layers of film, as years of sand and wind
Scoured away their gilding, into a face of
Untold seasons we have not
Shared, your arms have shed
Skin after skin into someone else’s ...
#WritingPoetry
#metaphor
#collaboration
74 reads
3 Comments
Rianne
Poem Published
12th Jan 2023 1:15pm
12th Jan 2023 1:15pm
This is your golden egg
Welcome to this workshop, we will begin in each moment
Sit down, stand, lay, but listen, be open
Most of you are here because you sought a key
not having access to the science and history called happiness
many teachings have come before you teaching you that this
what is, if it is, was yet not possible
you thought we knew
a book has been written by voices in your head
do you believe our ten toes and fingers
represent all qualities of energy?
Do you believe in your visions and values?
Only 5 hours left for...
Sit down, stand, lay, but listen, be open
Most of you are here because you sought a key
not having access to the science and history called happiness
many teachings have come before you teaching you that this
what is, if it is, was yet not possible
you thought we knew
a book has been written by voices in your head
do you believe our ten toes and fingers
represent all qualities of energy?
Do you believe in your visions and values?
Only 5 hours left for...
#fiction
#metaphor
#philosophical #nonfiction
#philosophical #nonfiction
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3 Comments
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