Least Read Symbolism Poems
#symbolism
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2021 9:35pm
2nd Apr 2021 9:35pm
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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10 Comments
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
19th Apr 2021 8:15pm
19th Apr 2021 8:15pm
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
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
18th Apr 2021 9:33pm
18th Apr 2021 9:33pm
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
14 reads
5 Comments
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
19th Mar 2021 3:17pm
19th Mar 2021 3:17pm
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
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
21st Apr 2021 8:24pm
21st Apr 2021 8:24pm
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
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
21st Oct 2020 4:55pm
21st Oct 2020 4:55pm
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
_feral
Poem Published
13th Apr 2024 11:13am
13th Apr 2024 11:13am
Repurposing a fist
I hear her on one again
and my eye rolls with
don't-even-starts
on a saturday morning
after a circus of
recycled insomnia,
my abdomen cramps
angrily in
what the fuck
have you done
this time pal
I think the last
ball shark
hauled itself
on the shore
baring it's teeth
to leftovers of
my meat
my blood
but I
remember
how you
can't swallow
what you
cannot
take in,
nowadays
I wear tongue
more than
fist.
and my eye rolls with
don't-even-starts
on a saturday morning
after a circus of
recycled insomnia,
my abdomen cramps
angrily in
what the fuck
have you done
this time pal
I think the last
ball shark
hauled itself
on the shore
baring it's teeth
to leftovers of
my meat
my blood
but I
remember
how you
can't swallow
what you
cannot
take in,
nowadays
I wear tongue
more than
fist.
#StreamOfConsciousness
#symbolism
46 reads
2 Comments
Sukisushicrown
Poem Published
15th Mar 2024 3:16am
15th Mar 2024 3:16am
Brutal silence. Part 2
Outside with him. Attachment.
Was I not worth an angry hand?
I feel better, loved,when touches me.
Skin on skin.
Face-to-face expectation.
The sadness of the other side.
He gave to me .
He is everything.
Everything is within him.
I met him at sixteen.
My Mind wasn't mine.
I wouldn't change a thing.
Stepping out of the "window."
Time proceeded time.
For when we were young.
Love felt like soft,
full of hope,un-sung hero's, butterfly dreams.
I can't love anyone...
Was I not worth an angry hand?
I feel better, loved,when touches me.
Skin on skin.
Face-to-face expectation.
The sadness of the other side.
He gave to me .
He is everything.
Everything is within him.
I met him at sixteen.
My Mind wasn't mine.
I wouldn't change a thing.
Stepping out of the "window."
Time proceeded time.
For when we were young.
Love felt like soft,
full of hope,un-sung hero's, butterfly dreams.
I can't love anyone...
#symbolism
47 reads
0 Comments
Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
5th Apr 2024 8:57am
5th Apr 2024 8:57am
The five holy fires\one virginal
Vesta veiled
venusial vault
mine to keep
a meadow lies open
harvesting awareness
a demure harpsicord
casts my shade
I have long existed
in frocked late frost
masked mildew
melancholia
sings synched
from
my ten fold tiered tiara
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venusial vault
mine to keep
a meadow lies open
harvesting awareness
a demure harpsicord
casts my shade
I have long existed
in frocked late frost
masked mildew
melancholia
sings synched
from
my ten fold tiered tiara
copyrights © owned by Ri
#women
#feminism
#symbolism
53 reads
2 Comments
Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2024 10:08pm
2nd Apr 2024 10:08pm
Drawing Elven star
Sun
speaks
innate oscular path
solar fingertipped
Wind
sanctum wheel
sylph songs
feathering
lightly
Magic
trembling thimbles
bearing bluebells
lulling lyres
Tree
ogham bewrote
kept within
birch wrists
Intentions inhaled
exiled empress
purities
imploded purely
Moon
Miraculous
refraction
held attune
lunar listening
Water
lilting aqua acquaintance
sapphire mermaids
swimining
copyrights © owned by Ri
speaks
innate oscular path
solar fingertipped
Wind
sanctum wheel
sylph songs
feathering
lightly
Magic
trembling thimbles
bearing bluebells
lulling lyres
Tree
ogham bewrote
kept within
birch wrists
Intentions inhaled
exiled empress
purities
imploded purely
Moon
Miraculous
refraction
held attune
lunar listening
Water
lilting aqua acquaintance
sapphire mermaids
swimining
copyrights © owned by Ri
#universe
#magic
#symbolism
56 reads
1 Comment
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