Metaphor by Top Critiquers Poems
#metaphor
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
20th Nov 2024 7:06pm
20th Nov 2024 7:06pm
The Coming
Yelling cursing, noise level terror
Then he hits her
She cries
Things get quiet, then it starts again
Locked in his room, the boy sits on the floor next to his bed
That's the place he goes when they go at it
Mother & Alien, this man/boyfriend
This thing that watches TV or it's i-phone and drinks long cans of malt liquor in the dark
Sometimes the Alien is there when his mother isn't
The Alien doesn't speak
The Alien drinks, beats mother & watches TV
The boy knows that he's lucky the Alien doesn't beat on him
Other Aliens have...
Then he hits her
She cries
Things get quiet, then it starts again
Locked in his room, the boy sits on the floor next to his bed
That's the place he goes when they go at it
Mother & Alien, this man/boyfriend
This thing that watches TV or it's i-phone and drinks long cans of malt liquor in the dark
Sometimes the Alien is there when his mother isn't
The Alien doesn't speak
The Alien drinks, beats mother & watches TV
The boy knows that he's lucky the Alien doesn't beat on him
Other Aliens have...
#abuse
#DomesticViolence
#home
#metaphor
#school
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2 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:42am
Yesterday 4:42am
cloudy
my mind turns with the seasons
it is always so
lifting on the airs searching the winds, while I wander
sigh to touch the sky
to fly untethered
my soul reaches out to nature
reading tea leaves and people's faces
an empath I feel so much
which is sometimes too heavy
to escape for a moment to where it's fresh
so often the body makes me feel, clausterphobic
my being longs to be untethered
reaching the limits of my binds
pulling on the restraints
and take off
astral traveling
I return from my voyage ...
it is always so
lifting on the airs searching the winds, while I wander
sigh to touch the sky
to fly untethered
my soul reaches out to nature
reading tea leaves and people's faces
an empath I feel so much
which is sometimes too heavy
to escape for a moment to where it's fresh
so often the body makes me feel, clausterphobic
my being longs to be untethered
reaching the limits of my binds
pulling on the restraints
and take off
astral traveling
I return from my voyage ...
#love
#metaphor
#spiritual
45 reads
2 Comments
Her
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 5:27pm
5th Jan 2025 5:27pm
A Galaxy of Stars
The night sky blushes
For it has watched us
Our love illuminating the dark corners of the universe
A galaxy of stars born
Each time our bodies collide
The stars can’t look at themselves the way we do
Glorified in our depravity
My love, our love has birthed infinite possibilities
And who are we to deny the galaxy our brilliance?
For it has watched us
Our love illuminating the dark corners of the universe
A galaxy of stars born
Each time our bodies collide
The stars can’t look at themselves the way we do
Glorified in our depravity
My love, our love has birthed infinite possibilities
And who are we to deny the galaxy our brilliance?
#erotic
#lover
#metaphor
#passion
#sensual
158 reads
16 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
13th Dec 2020 11:03am
13th Dec 2020 11:03am
Peddler..
So, who will mail black me? I stand still..
You'll never see me rusting am stainless steel..
Every ghetto streets they know me I pay my dues..
Teds and Bundys dread meeting me,
I stand on my knees..
Buffalo buffalo bill I post no bills..
Colony colony I ride on my wheels..
Junkies beg to know me I roam all streets..
Flunkies walk up to meet me, hot on my heels..
Am not a lazy bone I don't feed on debris..
In this business of self destruction I got many deals..
Peddling junkies with pills I got no heal.. ...
You'll never see me rusting am stainless steel..
Every ghetto streets they know me I pay my dues..
Teds and Bundys dread meeting me,
I stand on my knees..
Buffalo buffalo bill I post no bills..
Colony colony I ride on my wheels..
Junkies beg to know me I roam all streets..
Flunkies walk up to meet me, hot on my heels..
Am not a lazy bone I don't feed on debris..
In this business of self destruction I got many deals..
Peddling junkies with pills I got no heal.. ...
#rhyming
#emotional
#metaphor
#philosophical
#greed
645 reads
4 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2024 00:34am
22nd Nov 2024 00:34am
Persephon(Eerie)
Today
your shell was planted
under topsoil
surrounded by florals
every color of spring
I thought of Persephone
descending
into a season of darkness
In that moment
I realized the metaphor
of your moniker—
the strangeness it projected
It is only in murkiness—
a lack of illumination
that seeds escape
the confines of their husks
stretching through the dark
toward a season of florescence
your shell was planted
under topsoil
surrounded by florals
every color of spring
I thought of Persephone
descending
into a season of darkness
In that moment
I realized the metaphor
of your moniker—
the strangeness it projected
It is only in murkiness—
a lack of illumination
that seeds escape
the confines of their husks
stretching through the dark
toward a season of florescence
#death
#graveyard
#metaphor #mythology
#metaphor #mythology
341 reads
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
25th Jan 2025 2:51pm
25th Jan 2025 2:51pm
When is enough an enough
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ FOR let's ask thyself when is enough an enough of the UNTRUTH, that doesn't do anything to help your own self esteem, lifting you up out of the way that leads to the deepness of your pain. 🤔 For when is enough an enough of spending count less minutes and hours, dwelling upon something that we have no real control over. FROM things of the past with it's regrets of mistakes, that only brings back those memories of our hurt and spiritual pain.😞 For sure really when is enough to much to...
#bittersweet
#confusion
#disappointment
#metaphor
#StreamOfConsciousness
65 reads
2 Comments
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
26th Feb 2023 10:25pm
26th Feb 2023 10:25pm
The Poet
The silhouette of her soul glistened
in the falling twilight.
Her eyes were haunted by yearn.
Her heart beating brimming with woven words.
Concealing her secrets in velvet prose.
She lay in a field of midnight sky.
Stars of thoughts a sweet scattering
throughout her mind.
She tears through her fibers of ecstasy
to extract the underlying debris of pain.
A chrysalis of dark euphoria
Starkly alive on the page.
in the falling twilight.
Her eyes were haunted by yearn.
Her heart beating brimming with woven words.
Concealing her secrets in velvet prose.
She lay in a field of midnight sky.
Stars of thoughts a sweet scattering
throughout her mind.
She tears through her fibers of ecstasy
to extract the underlying debris of pain.
A chrysalis of dark euphoria
Starkly alive on the page.
#WritingPoetry
#metaphor
251 reads
6 Comments
TheOralizer
Poem Published
7th Nov 2024 2:07pm
7th Nov 2024 2:07pm
10 COMMANDMENTS FOR POETS
1. THOU SHALL write to please self.
2. THOU SHALL not be a slave to rules.
3. THOU SHALL not be afraid of rejection.
4. THOU SHALL not expect every poem to be perfect.
5. THOU SHALL read the works of others.
6. THOU SHALL always be looking for ideas.
7. THOU SHALL not confuse inspiration with perspiration.
8. THOU SHALL remember writing poetry makes you a poet.
9. THOU SHALL not be a plagiarist.
10. THOU SHALL not quit!
2. THOU SHALL not be a slave to rules.
3. THOU SHALL not be afraid of rejection.
4. THOU SHALL not expect every poem to be perfect.
5. THOU SHALL read the works of others.
6. THOU SHALL always be looking for ideas.
7. THOU SHALL not confuse inspiration with perspiration.
8. THOU SHALL remember writing poetry makes you a poet.
9. THOU SHALL not be a plagiarist.
10. THOU SHALL not quit!
#emotional
#metaphor
#StreamOfConsciousness
#symbolism
#uplifting
230 reads
13 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
30th Oct 2017 6:09am
30th Oct 2017 6:09am
LOVE OF MY LIFE, I COME
(With apologies to author of the hymn, "O Lamb of God, I come", to whose tune it could also be sung.)
Just as I am, without one plea
For my Adam-like nudity
But warmth of love you have for me,
Love of my life, I come.
Just as I am, without a clout,
What clothes we wore now strewn about.
Desires within now come without.
Love of my life, I come.
Just I am you shall receive
Me, as to each other we cleave.
Your wedding promise I believe,
Love of my life, I come.
Just as I am (the love we own
Has broken...
Just as I am, without one plea
For my Adam-like nudity
But warmth of love you have for me,
Love of my life, I come.
Just as I am, without a clout,
What clothes we wore now strewn about.
Desires within now come without.
Love of my life, I come.
Just I am you shall receive
Me, as to each other we cleave.
Your wedding promise I believe,
Love of my life, I come.
Just as I am (the love we own
Has broken...
#love
#marriage
#lover
#metaphor
#symbolism
690 reads
1 Comment
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
6th Dec 2022 4:25am
6th Dec 2022 4:25am
Hiding from the very thing I thought I wanted most
It feels safe here
A gentle escape from fame
My disguise working well
Even the guy at the Deli on the corner
Didn't pay me no mind
I asked for hazelnut instead of regular
It smells great but taste is often lacking
The story of my life wraps around coffee
I tried so hard to achieve greatness
Now hiding from the very thing I thought I wanted most
Everyone wants a piece of your privacy
Selling my soul for headlines was a mistake
I couldn't have known then, to busy with my arrogance
Shit, he put sugar in my...
A gentle escape from fame
My disguise working well
Even the guy at the Deli on the corner
Didn't pay me no mind
I asked for hazelnut instead of regular
It smells great but taste is often lacking
The story of my life wraps around coffee
I tried so hard to achieve greatness
Now hiding from the very thing I thought I wanted most
Everyone wants a piece of your privacy
Selling my soul for headlines was a mistake
I couldn't have known then, to busy with my arrogance
Shit, he put sugar in my...
#identity
#coffee
#myself
#PopCulture
#metaphor
595 reads
42 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
27th Feb 2023 8:29pm
27th Feb 2023 8:29pm
Amok Time
#dialogue
#WritingPoetry
#metaphor
#philosophical
#scifi
217 reads
4 Comments
Honoria
Poem Published
6th Feb 2022 10:37pm
6th Feb 2022 10:37pm
Closets
Be they small, medium or large,
are cubicles of comfort
Places to hide, think, cry,
Drink…
Safe haven to spew all the dark matter, from my heart of gold
Where no one can diminish
my thoughts and how I say them
From the depth of every level of despair, or joy
I shed my fears and loathsome disdain for every upset I endure
Alone yet, not lonely, I share another’s pain
For when I admit to self hate you’ll be there for me, with me
I am whole again, I am enough~
alone in my zone
...
are cubicles of comfort
Places to hide, think, cry,
Drink…
Safe haven to spew all the dark matter, from my heart of gold
Where no one can diminish
my thoughts and how I say them
From the depth of every level of despair, or joy
I shed my fears and loathsome disdain for every upset I endure
Alone yet, not lonely, I share another’s pain
For when I admit to self hate you’ll be there for me, with me
I am whole again, I am enough~
alone in my zone
...
#alcohol
#confessional
#myself #metaphor
#myself #metaphor
1245 reads
57 Comments
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