Symbolism Poems
#symbolism
Here you'll find poems which use symbols to represent intentions or ideas. Symbols include metaphors and similes. A range of poetry where symbols evoke images matching the tone and meaning of the poems.
BigVirge
Big Virge
Big Virge
Poem Published
17th Apr 2021 11:11pm
17th Apr 2021 11:11pm
“Net” ... A Poem written by Big Virge 12/9/2020
Okay It’s Fair To Suggest ...
That ... My Poems ...
Cast Out A Very BIG NET ... !!!
That Causes UPSET ...
To IGNORANT Men ...
As Well As YES ... Women ... !!!
But DON'T BLAME ME ...
If The CAP Fits YOUR Head ... !!!
My Nets Are Those That Get ...
A Whole Load of RESPECT ... !!!
From Heads Who Choose To THINK ...
So Yes My Nets Do SINK ...
Individuals Who RESIST ...
Deep Lyrics That Consist ...
of Thinking That SINKS Ships ... !!!
Because of Those Loose Lips...
That ... My Poems ...
Cast Out A Very BIG NET ... !!!
That Causes UPSET ...
To IGNORANT Men ...
As Well As YES ... Women ... !!!
But DON'T BLAME ME ...
If The CAP Fits YOUR Head ... !!!
My Nets Are Those That Get ...
A Whole Load of RESPECT ... !!!
From Heads Who Choose To THINK ...
So Yes My Nets Do SINK ...
Individuals Who RESIST ...
Deep Lyrics That Consist ...
of Thinking That SINKS Ships ... !!!
Because of Those Loose Lips...
#rhyming
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords #symbolism
#PowerOfWords #symbolism
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keristewart
Keri Stewart
Keri Stewart
Poem Published
14th Apr 2021 10:28pm
14th Apr 2021 10:28pm
Too Full, Too Empty
tea pot
chiseled faces
porcelain being
chipping melodies
clink; a falling symphony
steaming coffee
gaseous and engulfing
murky like dirt
of a grave overflowing
with death’s acrid shirt
clink; a dropping symphony
void; no liquid
whirlwind whirlpool of
steaming thick coffee
is gone like melodies of
chipped porcelain
staler than toffee
clink; a fallen symphony
coffee
simmers and churns
a sea whose tides have no course
time is fast, but coffee’s...
chiseled faces
porcelain being
chipping melodies
clink; a falling symphony
steaming coffee
gaseous and engulfing
murky like dirt
of a grave overflowing
with death’s acrid shirt
clink; a dropping symphony
void; no liquid
whirlwind whirlpool of
steaming thick coffee
is gone like melodies of
chipped porcelain
staler than toffee
clink; a fallen symphony
coffee
simmers and churns
a sea whose tides have no course
time is fast, but coffee’s...
#emotional
#metaphor
#bittersweet
#symbolism
#emotions
515 reads
7 Comments
Kementic1
Poem Published
11th Apr 2021 8:33pm
11th Apr 2021 8:33pm
My Garden of Creation
A space where flowers grow with names like simile and metaphor
and cultivating them is the work I adore
I am digging through my mind for another fresh rhyme
because once again it is harvest time
I arrange the concepts based on platonic idealism
juxtaposed with stark modern urban realism
With themes old as time
about the battles of evil versus the divine
Or sometimes a simple statement upon reflection
after a daydream or mediation
Once again after my muse's visitation
here is a byproduct from my...
and cultivating them is the work I adore
I am digging through my mind for another fresh rhyme
because once again it is harvest time
I arrange the concepts based on platonic idealism
juxtaposed with stark modern urban realism
With themes old as time
about the battles of evil versus the divine
Or sometimes a simple statement upon reflection
after a daydream or mediation
Once again after my muse's visitation
here is a byproduct from my...
#rhyming
#uplifting
#metaphor
#philosophical
#symbolism
521 reads
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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
cold_fusion
Poem Published
25th Mar 2021 9:50am
25th Mar 2021 9:50am
meet me where the waters last fell
for it has been
d r y
far too long
the corner
once
a billabong
too
is now
a claypan
it is not that
the elements
have been unjust
(it's) just that you
when you left
took the rains
with you
twin trickles
no matter how much
they ran
were never enough
for the big dry
..
d r y
far too long
the corner
once
a billabong
too
is now
a claypan
it is not that
the elements
have been unjust
(it's) just that you
when you left
took the rains
with you
twin trickles
no matter how much
they ran
were never enough
for the big dry
..
#nature
#spiritual
#symbolism #Romanticism
#symbolism #Romanticism
474 reads
cold_fusion
Poem Published
24th Mar 2021 3:41am
24th Mar 2021 3:41am
of monoliths and minor myths
...
#men
#philosophical
#symbolism
499 reads
DecipherMe
Poem Published
21st Mar 2021 1:24am
21st Mar 2021 1:24am
Ovuliferous Inflorescence
A ciphered discharge curled in corn silk,
utterance slips to the lobe,
brushing down to the head of the grain
pourn through a palm.
On a quiet night, you can hear the corn grow.
On a quiet night,
the plasticity of a ponder.
The porous skin
beads by the follicle
in the cadence of a dendrite
enveloped green
hitching up
the shuck
by folded tongues...
Fizzing,
the ciphered emission unfurls
through 16 rows in a citrine bran
embedding the lobe of tasselled silk.
utterance slips to the lobe,
brushing down to the head of the grain
pourn through a palm.
On a quiet night, you can hear the corn grow.
On a quiet night,
the plasticity of a ponder.
The porous skin
beads by the follicle
in the cadence of a dendrite
enveloped green
hitching up
the shuck
by folded tongues...
Fizzing,
the ciphered emission unfurls
through 16 rows in a citrine bran
embedding the lobe of tasselled silk.
#philosophical
#sensual
#symbolism
551 reads
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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
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7 Comments
cold_fusion
Poem Published
18th Mar 2021 10:57am
18th Mar 2021 10:57am
...of barb wire fences and invisible defences
some
just are born
fortresses
of fortitude
carrying on
with a deafening silence
and outlasting all enemies
words
assembled from far and wide
fall in a heap
at their sight
a dead tree but watches
and cannot be but a witness
to their journey ...
just are born
fortresses
of fortitude
carrying on
with a deafening silence
and outlasting all enemies
words
assembled from far and wide
fall in a heap
at their sight
a dead tree but watches
and cannot be but a witness
to their journey ...
#spiritual
#MyInspiration
#admiration #symbolism
#admiration #symbolism
432 reads
cold_fusion
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2021 10:26pm
23rd Feb 2021 10:26pm
lucent
..
#nature
#spiritual
#symbolism #Romanticism
#symbolism #Romanticism
521 reads
cold_fusion
Poem Published
14th Feb 2021 5:57am
14th Feb 2021 5:57am
stasis
he
bleeds red
just like
you
bury him under
the black hole
of your words
you'll never
see him again
the why's and the how's
sometimes questioning
the human
is simply futile
go ahead and
do what you feel
the need for
.
bleeds red
just like
you
bury him under
the black hole
of your words
you'll never
see him again
the why's and the how's
sometimes questioning
the human
is simply futile
go ahead and
do what you feel
the need for
.
#hate
#humankind
#symbolism
495 reads
cold_fusion
Poem Published
11th Feb 2021 3:59am
11th Feb 2021 3:59am
the call
he keeps at it
each dawn
echoes reach deep
despite the sieve that is the
thick foliage
sound waves bouncing off
from under the thick canopy's
dancing limbs
calling some mate
who's disappeared
for some grub
..
each dawn
echoes reach deep
despite the sieve that is the
thick foliage
sound waves bouncing off
from under the thick canopy's
dancing limbs
calling some mate
who's disappeared
for some grub
..
#birds
#nature
#philosophical
#symbolism
#Romanticism
442 reads
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