Metaphor Published by Members Recently Online Poems
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
20th Nov 2024 10:18am
20th Nov 2024 10:18am
Feuer mit Schwertern
Das Feuer tanzt auf blankem Stahl
Ein Funkensprung im finstren Saal
Die Klinge singt, ein Lied so wild
Im Flammenschein wird Blut erfüllt
For the English speakers:
The fire dances on the blade
A spark ignites where shadows fade
The sword it sings, a song of strife
In fiery glow, it drinks of life
Ein Funkensprung im finstren Saal
Die Klinge singt, ein Lied so wild
Im Flammenschein wird Blut erfüllt
For the English speakers:
The fire dances on the blade
A spark ignites where shadows fade
The sword it sings, a song of strife
In fiery glow, it drinks of life
#fire
#metaphor
#narrative
#rhyming
#strength
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
20th Nov 2024 10:18am
20th Nov 2024 10:18am
Feuer mit Schwertern
Das Feuer tanzt auf blankem Stahl
Ein Funkensprung im finstren Saal
Die Klinge singt, ein Lied so wild
Im Flammenschein wird Blut erfüllt
For the English speakers:
The fire dances on the blade
A spark ignites where shadows fade
The sword it sings, a song of strife
In fiery glow, it drinks of life
Ein Funkensprung im finstren Saal
Die Klinge singt, ein Lied so wild
Im Flammenschein wird Blut erfüllt
For the English speakers:
The fire dances on the blade
A spark ignites where shadows fade
The sword it sings, a song of strife
In fiery glow, it drinks of life
#fire
#metaphor
#narrative
#rhyming
#strength
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
20th Nov 2024 10:18am
20th Nov 2024 10:18am
Feuer mit Schwertern
Das Feuer tanzt auf blankem Stahl
Ein Funkensprung im finstren Saal
Die Klinge singt, ein Lied so wild
Im Flammenschein wird Blut erfüllt
For the English speakers:
The fire dances on the blade
A spark ignites where shadows fade
The sword it sings, a song of strife
In fiery glow, it drinks of life
Ein Funkensprung im finstren Saal
Die Klinge singt, ein Lied so wild
Im Flammenschein wird Blut erfüllt
For the English speakers:
The fire dances on the blade
A spark ignites where shadows fade
The sword it sings, a song of strife
In fiery glow, it drinks of life
#fire
#metaphor
#narrative
#rhyming
#strength
70 reads
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
20th Nov 2024 10:18am
20th Nov 2024 10:18am
Feuer mit Schwertern
Das Feuer tanzt auf blankem Stahl
Ein Funkensprung im finstren Saal
Die Klinge singt, ein Lied so wild
Im Flammenschein wird Blut erfüllt
For the English speakers:
The fire dances on the blade
A spark ignites where shadows fade
The sword it sings, a song of strife
In fiery glow, it drinks of life
Ein Funkensprung im finstren Saal
Die Klinge singt, ein Lied so wild
Im Flammenschein wird Blut erfüllt
For the English speakers:
The fire dances on the blade
A spark ignites where shadows fade
The sword it sings, a song of strife
In fiery glow, it drinks of life
#fire
#metaphor
#narrative
#rhyming
#strength
70 reads
0 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
20th Nov 2024 10:18am
20th Nov 2024 10:18am
Feuer mit Schwertern
Das Feuer tanzt auf blankem Stahl
Ein Funkensprung im finstren Saal
Die Klinge singt, ein Lied so wild
Im Flammenschein wird Blut erfüllt
For the English speakers:
The fire dances on the blade
A spark ignites where shadows fade
The sword it sings, a song of strife
In fiery glow, it drinks of life
Ein Funkensprung im finstren Saal
Die Klinge singt, ein Lied so wild
Im Flammenschein wird Blut erfüllt
For the English speakers:
The fire dances on the blade
A spark ignites where shadows fade
The sword it sings, a song of strife
In fiery glow, it drinks of life
#fire
#metaphor
#narrative
#rhyming
#strength
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0 Comments
Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
9th Feb 2025 9:36am
9th Feb 2025 9:36am
Utopian eggs
In streaks dawn is painted.
I as an observer will place a stethoscope towards all skies . Sometimes bursting into budding roses. In these times passing when hearing will become listening. This eternal global rhythm will become known. My fountain pen is clad in deep dark rivers where firstly I was a bird. Long before my aching bones nestled into winged words,
In oceanic knowing I delved into viral pools. That night I had awoken to strange intrinsic images being woven into a pattern. A lucid dream told me a cross lined pattern where dim light shone. A cloak collected me...
I as an observer will place a stethoscope towards all skies . Sometimes bursting into budding roses. In these times passing when hearing will become listening. This eternal global rhythm will become known. My fountain pen is clad in deep dark rivers where firstly I was a bird. Long before my aching bones nestled into winged words,
In oceanic knowing I delved into viral pools. That night I had awoken to strange intrinsic images being woven into a pattern. A lucid dream told me a cross lined pattern where dim light shone. A cloak collected me...
#dreams
#PowerOfWords
#metaphor
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Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
9th Feb 2025 9:36am
9th Feb 2025 9:36am
Utopian eggs
In streaks dawn is painted.
I as an observer will place a stethoscope towards all skies . Sometimes bursting into budding roses. In these times passing when hearing will become listening. This eternal global rhythm will become known. My fountain pen is clad in deep dark rivers where firstly I was a bird. Long before my aching bones nestled into winged words,
In oceanic knowing I delved into viral pools. That night I had awoken to strange intrinsic images being woven into a pattern. A lucid dream told me a cross lined pattern where dim light shone. A cloak collected me...
I as an observer will place a stethoscope towards all skies . Sometimes bursting into budding roses. In these times passing when hearing will become listening. This eternal global rhythm will become known. My fountain pen is clad in deep dark rivers where firstly I was a bird. Long before my aching bones nestled into winged words,
In oceanic knowing I delved into viral pools. That night I had awoken to strange intrinsic images being woven into a pattern. A lucid dream told me a cross lined pattern where dim light shone. A cloak collected me...
#dreams
#PowerOfWords
#metaphor
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6 Comments
Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
9th Feb 2025 9:36am
9th Feb 2025 9:36am
Utopian eggs
In streaks dawn is painted.
I as an observer will place a stethoscope towards all skies . Sometimes bursting into budding roses. In these times passing when hearing will become listening. This eternal global rhythm will become known. My fountain pen is clad in deep dark rivers where firstly I was a bird. Long before my aching bones nestled into winged words,
In oceanic knowing I delved into viral pools. That night I had awoken to strange intrinsic images being woven into a pattern. A lucid dream told me a cross lined pattern where dim light shone. A cloak collected me...
I as an observer will place a stethoscope towards all skies . Sometimes bursting into budding roses. In these times passing when hearing will become listening. This eternal global rhythm will become known. My fountain pen is clad in deep dark rivers where firstly I was a bird. Long before my aching bones nestled into winged words,
In oceanic knowing I delved into viral pools. That night I had awoken to strange intrinsic images being woven into a pattern. A lucid dream told me a cross lined pattern where dim light shone. A cloak collected me...
#dreams
#PowerOfWords
#metaphor
80 reads
6 Comments
stevenyprince
alysha
alysha
Poem Published
17th Jun 2020 4:31am
17th Jun 2020 4:31am
All A Dream
you don't know a damn thing
and neither do I
but you're gonna feel
my love on your life
my mind is the knife
and I’m dreaming, so I get to decide
if this is all a dream
I’m going to use my imagination
make believing creation
the meaning of being in it
even if the meaning sits alone & meaningless
rejoice to the soul
rejoice to not know
existential super connected any n everything-
still some microscopic nothing of a human being
If I’m dreaming
I’m going to do as I’d like to ...
and neither do I
but you're gonna feel
my love on your life
my mind is the knife
and I’m dreaming, so I get to decide
if this is all a dream
I’m going to use my imagination
make believing creation
the meaning of being in it
even if the meaning sits alone & meaningless
rejoice to the soul
rejoice to not know
existential super connected any n everything-
still some microscopic nothing of a human being
If I’m dreaming
I’m going to do as I’d like to ...
#dreams
#freedom
#metaphor
#morality
#symbolism
526 reads
3 Comments
stevenyprince
alysha
alysha
Poem Published
17th Jun 2020 4:31am
17th Jun 2020 4:31am
All A Dream
you don't know a damn thing
and neither do I
but you're gonna feel
my love on your life
my mind is the knife
and I’m dreaming, so I get to decide
if this is all a dream
I’m going to use my imagination
make believing creation
the meaning of being in it
even if the meaning sits alone & meaningless
rejoice to the soul
rejoice to not know
existential super connected any n everything-
still some microscopic nothing of a human being
If I’m dreaming
I’m going to do as I’d like to ...
and neither do I
but you're gonna feel
my love on your life
my mind is the knife
and I’m dreaming, so I get to decide
if this is all a dream
I’m going to use my imagination
make believing creation
the meaning of being in it
even if the meaning sits alone & meaningless
rejoice to the soul
rejoice to not know
existential super connected any n everything-
still some microscopic nothing of a human being
If I’m dreaming
I’m going to do as I’d like to ...
#dreams
#freedom
#metaphor
#morality
#symbolism
526 reads
3 Comments
stevenyprince
alysha
alysha
Poem Published
17th Jun 2020 4:31am
17th Jun 2020 4:31am
All A Dream
you don't know a damn thing
and neither do I
but you're gonna feel
my love on your life
my mind is the knife
and I’m dreaming, so I get to decide
if this is all a dream
I’m going to use my imagination
make believing creation
the meaning of being in it
even if the meaning sits alone & meaningless
rejoice to the soul
rejoice to not know
existential super connected any n everything-
still some microscopic nothing of a human being
If I’m dreaming
I’m going to do as I’d like to ...
and neither do I
but you're gonna feel
my love on your life
my mind is the knife
and I’m dreaming, so I get to decide
if this is all a dream
I’m going to use my imagination
make believing creation
the meaning of being in it
even if the meaning sits alone & meaningless
rejoice to the soul
rejoice to not know
existential super connected any n everything-
still some microscopic nothing of a human being
If I’m dreaming
I’m going to do as I’d like to ...
#dreams
#freedom
#metaphor
#morality
#symbolism
526 reads
3 Comments
stevenyprince
alysha
alysha
Poem Published
17th Jun 2020 4:31am
17th Jun 2020 4:31am
All A Dream
you don't know a damn thing
and neither do I
but you're gonna feel
my love on your life
my mind is the knife
and I’m dreaming, so I get to decide
if this is all a dream
I’m going to use my imagination
make believing creation
the meaning of being in it
even if the meaning sits alone & meaningless
rejoice to the soul
rejoice to not know
existential super connected any n everything-
still some microscopic nothing of a human being
If I’m dreaming
I’m going to do as I’d like to ...
and neither do I
but you're gonna feel
my love on your life
my mind is the knife
and I’m dreaming, so I get to decide
if this is all a dream
I’m going to use my imagination
make believing creation
the meaning of being in it
even if the meaning sits alone & meaningless
rejoice to the soul
rejoice to not know
existential super connected any n everything-
still some microscopic nothing of a human being
If I’m dreaming
I’m going to do as I’d like to ...
#dreams
#freedom
#metaphor
#morality
#symbolism
526 reads
3 Comments
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