Least Read Symbolism Poems
#symbolism
Waiting
Come to me so that I may be free
Free of your captors that hinder me
Why must you be so damn evasive
Let me give birth in a perfect oasis
You are my only food for thought
Without you I do this for naught
All my creativeness is on hold
Just cycling through my mind until told
Inspiration is a thief that holds the key to my mind
I’m just juggling the words that I’m desperate to find
My canvas is blank and my pen is dry
My mind’s an open book awaiting satisfaction to fly
I need your influence
I need you to guide
Quit being a...
Free of your captors that hinder me
Why must you be so damn evasive
Let me give birth in a perfect oasis
You are my only food for thought
Without you I do this for naught
All my creativeness is on hold
Just cycling through my mind until told
Inspiration is a thief that holds the key to my mind
I’m just juggling the words that I’m desperate to find
My canvas is blank and my pen is dry
My mind’s an open book awaiting satisfaction to fly
I need your influence
I need you to guide
Quit being a...
#anxiety
#rhyming
#frustration
#symbolism
#NaPoWriMo2021
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Wanted
I am the mastermind
That is highly sought after
The only one of my kind
Who’s more cunning than an actor
I topple the wanted charts
And am more elusive than Waldo
My pen creates works of fine arts
That can only be described as Bravo!
My craft is immense
With its own viral attitude
Clutching you by the throat in suspense
Superseding its own longitude and latitude
The fire traces from my ink
Glues the blades to my lines
So when its read you’ll need a shrink
To sop up what’s left of your minds
Everybody wants a piece...
That is highly sought after
The only one of my kind
Who’s more cunning than an actor
I topple the wanted charts
And am more elusive than Waldo
My pen creates works of fine arts
That can only be described as Bravo!
My craft is immense
With its own viral attitude
Clutching you by the throat in suspense
Superseding its own longitude and latitude
The fire traces from my ink
Glues the blades to my lines
So when its read you’ll need a shrink
To sop up what’s left of your minds
Everybody wants a piece...
#rhyming
#emotional
#symbolism
#epic
#NaPoWriMo2021
12 reads
3 Comments
Get Off My Back
I’ve listened to you babble
Your insidious remarks for too long
Witnessed your psychotic baffle
Whenever you felt the need to become headstrong
I’ve felt your jealous rage
As if it were brandishing my nerves
I leave traces of you on every page
Without the knowledge it deserves
I hear your grimacing cocky tone
Mocking my conscious decision to write
All the while making your presence known
We squabble for a position in this fight
I can taste the bitterness you eat
It’s like a buffet for two
Always sour never sweet
All I...
Your insidious remarks for too long
Witnessed your psychotic baffle
Whenever you felt the need to become headstrong
I’ve felt your jealous rage
As if it were brandishing my nerves
I leave traces of you on every page
Without the knowledge it deserves
I hear your grimacing cocky tone
Mocking my conscious decision to write
All the while making your presence known
We squabble for a position in this fight
I can taste the bitterness you eat
It’s like a buffet for two
Always sour never sweet
All I...
#rhyming
#frustration
#despair
#symbolism
#NaPoWriMo2021
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5 Comments
The Lord of the Poems
He scrubs off the dust
Stock-piling on the shelves of his mind
His battles with writer’s block
Has disrupted and crippled him blind
He perfects his deserted wooden partner
Freeing her of idle hands imprisoned in webs
So many masterpieces were birthed on her mahogany
Stitched together with his will and the ink of his quill’s threads
He ignites his candle
Indenting its motives on her corner
He fishes his pond for his thoughts
Never quite understanding his bait is a foreigner
He opens the gates
That has been...
Stock-piling on the shelves of his mind
His battles with writer’s block
Has disrupted and crippled him blind
He perfects his deserted wooden partner
Freeing her of idle hands imprisoned in webs
So many masterpieces were birthed on her mahogany
Stitched together with his will and the ink of his quill’s threads
He ignites his candle
Indenting its motives on her corner
He fishes his pond for his thoughts
Never quite understanding his bait is a foreigner
He opens the gates
That has been...
#mythology
#nostalgia
#dystopian
#symbolism
#epic
15 reads
7 Comments
Thirty-Days Of...
Migranes and insomnia
Mental euphoria
Stomach aches
Poetry cakes
Mind explosions
Flustered emotions
Finger cramps
Lighted lamps
Annoying confusion
Napo delusion
Writing on command
Self reprimand
Writer’s block
Eyes on clock
New inspiration
Steady irritation
Good poetry
Bad poetry
Frustration at its best
Halfway dressed
Sleeping with letters
Poetry collectors
Burning eyes
Sobbing cries
Insanity plea
Poetry where for art thee
Writing early
Gripping firmly ...
Mental euphoria
Stomach aches
Poetry cakes
Mind explosions
Flustered emotions
Finger cramps
Lighted lamps
Annoying confusion
Napo delusion
Writing on command
Self reprimand
Writer’s block
Eyes on clock
New inspiration
Steady irritation
Good poetry
Bad poetry
Frustration at its best
Halfway dressed
Sleeping with letters
Poetry collectors
Burning eyes
Sobbing cries
Insanity plea
Poetry where for art thee
Writing early
Gripping firmly ...
#rhyming
#emotional
#metaphor
#symbolism
#NaPoWriMo2021
20 reads
4 Comments
Taste My Lips
I lie here among nature
Naked and fully awake
I am waiting for your portraiture
So I can reflect my beauty amongst the lake
I keep my lips open
For you to taste my lustful display
And I secrete my perfume scented oil as a token
For seducing you into my sexual play
Come…
Taste my lips.
Naked and fully awake
I am waiting for your portraiture
So I can reflect my beauty amongst the lake
I keep my lips open
For you to taste my lustful display
And I secrete my perfume scented oil as a token
For seducing you into my sexual play
Come…
Taste my lips.
#nostalgia
#emotional
#metaphor
#philosophical
#symbolism
30 reads
14 Comments
Orange
Poem 2: colours of Sol
Tangerine,
sweet.
Bounce and fizzle,
bright.
Excitement and joy,
glamour and sequin- shining like a
star. Gold.
I live for tomorrow,
drink and laugh, happy
just to exist.
Tangerine,
sweet.
Bounce and fizzle,
bright.
Excitement and joy,
glamour and sequin- shining like a
star. Gold.
I live for tomorrow,
drink and laugh, happy
just to exist.
#symbolism
40 reads
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Red
Poem 1: colours of Sol
Anger, rage.
Hate,
they cloud the stage.
Blind
fury- shattering glass
and smashing the walls. Slicing open
a vein.
Bleed and scream. I see red.
Anger, rage.
Hate,
they cloud the stage.
Blind
fury- shattering glass
and smashing the walls. Slicing open
a vein.
Bleed and scream. I see red.
#symbolism
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Exodite's Clarity of Stolen Stars
In circles thrice entwined
By sacred numbers torn
The Nine and Seven bind
Where stars are now forlorn
Unholy shapes are cast
In Fivefold glyphs of woe
The heavens turn at last
And to the Void they go
By crooked angles made
The Six betrays the light
Its secrets now displayed
In patterns bent by night
The stars, devoured whole
In thirteens they collapse
A darkness takes its toll
And snaps their cosmic lapse
The diviner counts the lines
In symbols traced by Three
Their meaning...
By sacred numbers torn
The Nine and Seven bind
Where stars are now forlorn
Unholy shapes are cast
In Fivefold glyphs of woe
The heavens turn at last
And to the Void they go
By crooked angles made
The Six betrays the light
Its secrets now displayed
In patterns bent by night
The stars, devoured whole
In thirteens they collapse
A darkness takes its toll
And snaps their cosmic lapse
The diviner counts the lines
In symbols traced by Three
Their meaning...
#astronomy
#dark
#death
#symbolism
#universe
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Teeth
Alien Predator within me
My teeth are sinking into my core
My tail is razor sharp but predator has weapons
Teeth to teeth Jaw to jaw pull us both under me
Going down the depths of misery
Still clamped jaw to jaw and soul to devil
Stretcher lifts me up takes me
Back down where I started in me
Eyes are closed I feel my sins
Building a coffin of my deeds
Predator alive alien within me breathing
We are predators of innocence
Get you close enough to sink in
My...
My teeth are sinking into my core
My tail is razor sharp but predator has weapons
Teeth to teeth Jaw to jaw pull us both under me
Going down the depths of misery
Still clamped jaw to jaw and soul to devil
Stretcher lifts me up takes me
Back down where I started in me
Eyes are closed I feel my sins
Building a coffin of my deeds
Predator alive alien within me breathing
We are predators of innocence
Get you close enough to sink in
My...
#aliens
#myself
#shadows #symbolism
#shadows #symbolism
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