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.
ExercisingDemons
Poem Published
18th Jun 2024 5:22am
18th Jun 2024 5:22am
The Shape Of Twisted Air
The chosen one
who knows he's chosen
but has been feeling lazy and scared
..best bestow the
crown and throne upon
some pseudo son or hired heir
or one who flies on air,
or one whose fractures flare,
whose status dares compassion
but nobody dares,
one meant to end it all and
make all feel small
like existing characters
are not more tall, informed and well equipped,
better skilled at whipping the whip
around corners,
in villainous twists
spun by diligent wrists
I spill...
who knows he's chosen
but has been feeling lazy and scared
..best bestow the
crown and throne upon
some pseudo son or hired heir
or one who flies on air,
or one whose fractures flare,
whose status dares compassion
but nobody dares,
one meant to end it all and
make all feel small
like existing characters
are not more tall, informed and well equipped,
better skilled at whipping the whip
around corners,
in villainous twists
spun by diligent wrists
I spill...
#symbolism
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0 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
31st May 2024 8:11am
31st May 2024 8:11am
THE ROOT OF EVIL
It's me again the story teller of words ✍️ may I have a few minutes of your time and mind. TO see 👁️👁️ into your eye of subconsciousness of your thoughts, on something that we all need and want. 🤔 TO see that we get our piece of the pie 🥧 to live that which we call living life. For as I look around me and see what has been, the main down fall of many has always been there greed. With there greed of money and corruption and the pursue of power. FOR there biggest problem is there thirst, for money and greed of entitlement of power....
#metaphor
#StreamOfConsciousness
#symbolism
107 reads
4 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
25th May 2024 3:44pm
25th May 2024 3:44pm
OUT OF THE DARKNESS
It's me again the story teller ✍️ let from careless whispers that travels, to the deepness of your mind and spiritual subconsciousness, reminds you that nothing is never impossible. For sometimes you find out what is your weakness and your strength, and how strong are your thoughts and beliefs, to continue to stand and walk away. FROM what is negatively affecting your better response, to the deepness of understanding the judgement of thyself. For out of the darkness the sun will always shine, as your guilding light of day guilding you to your true, self of inner senses of peace...
#metaphor
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
#symbolism
#uplifting
129 reads
4 Comments
a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
21st May 2024 11:57pm
21st May 2024 11:57pm
No
There is nothing more weak
And pathetic
And comic
And dark
As the figure of my father
He is cheap
Like a eaten
Crusped
Apple
And I am his daughter.
And pathetic
And comic
And dark
As the figure of my father
He is cheap
Like a eaten
Crusped
Apple
And I am his daughter.
#confessional
#conflict
#father
#metaphor
#symbolism
131 reads
2 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
10th May 2024 2:43pm
10th May 2024 2:43pm
Uncategorized kind of stupidity
"Just a poem in my back mind that wants to free itself,
no grudge , no hatred, just friendship aimed"
live stupid, but leave me " clever "
be stupid, and do it to perfection
leave nothing to wrong interpretation.
cool down, and be stupidly stupid
your lack of manners, of self respect
your irresponsible demeanor is shame..
do it so deep, to unimaginable maximum
then, no one ever would blame thee.
so, you can not hide your true core
Much fake alibis make me heartsore
your honesty is only thing to...
no grudge , no hatred, just friendship aimed"
live stupid, but leave me " clever "
be stupid, and do it to perfection
leave nothing to wrong interpretation.
cool down, and be stupidly stupid
your lack of manners, of self respect
your irresponsible demeanor is shame..
do it so deep, to unimaginable maximum
then, no one ever would blame thee.
so, you can not hide your true core
Much fake alibis make me heartsore
your honesty is only thing to...
#dystopian
#emotional
#philosophical #symbolism
#philosophical #symbolism
113 reads
2 Comments
Alois_inwriting02
Poem Published
30th Apr 2024 11:01pm
30th Apr 2024 11:01pm
On the Nose: "One must imagine Sisyphus happy."
As I scratch away at the
innards of a
sickening shock yellow
spiral-bound notebook on my
tiny desk in the
corner
of a small bedroom,
a gnat buzzes about the bulb of an incandescent
lamp.
An incessant search for a
new
angle
from which to attack the
Same
light.
innards of a
sickening shock yellow
spiral-bound notebook on my
tiny desk in the
corner
of a small bedroom,
a gnat buzzes about the bulb of an incandescent
lamp.
An incessant search for a
new
angle
from which to attack the
Same
light.
#minimalist
#symbolism
#WritersBlock #WritingPoetry
#WritersBlock #WritingPoetry
267 reads
7 Comments
nightbirdblue
Poem Published
30th Apr 2024 9:54pm
30th Apr 2024 9:54pm
Biosemiosis
in nature there is a poem unwritten
conversation had through root systems
about the nature of itself, smitten
with all of life’s pulsing rhythms
the psalm of melodious birdsong
or show of a soulmate dancing along
life as we know it witnesses, each dawn
what is unspoken from mother to fawn
lives entangled together in chaos
words woven upon a bed of damp moss
poetry, a hymn among woodland gods
from forest river to mountain tops
from sun-kissed fields lit up bright
to the dark depths of ocean’s...
conversation had through root systems
about the nature of itself, smitten
with all of life’s pulsing rhythms
the psalm of melodious birdsong
or show of a soulmate dancing along
life as we know it witnesses, each dawn
what is unspoken from mother to fawn
lives entangled together in chaos
words woven upon a bed of damp moss
poetry, a hymn among woodland gods
from forest river to mountain tops
from sun-kissed fields lit up bright
to the dark depths of ocean’s...
#nature
#pagan
#spiritual
#symbolism
#WritingPoetry
202 reads
14 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
25th Apr 2024 4:15am
25th Apr 2024 4:15am
Precious
For thirty-one years
it encircled
my left ring finger.
Smooth band
of ten carat gold.
Repeatedly scratched
and like ocean glass
polished over.
Symbolic of our
union,
our microcosmic
institution.
Ever brilliant
no matter if
the hand gets battered or dirty.
Emblematic
of ostensible fidelity
A burnished beacon
throwing a signal
that this port is full,
all docks are taken.
Though seeming
to become
a part of my anatomy,
With a few
carefully chosen words.
It has...
it encircled
my left ring finger.
Smooth band
of ten carat gold.
Repeatedly scratched
and like ocean glass
polished over.
Symbolic of our
union,
our microcosmic
institution.
Ever brilliant
no matter if
the hand gets battered or dirty.
Emblematic
of ostensible fidelity
A burnished beacon
throwing a signal
that this port is full,
all docks are taken.
Though seeming
to become
a part of my anatomy,
With a few
carefully chosen words.
It has...
#breakup
#grief
#love
#NaPoWriMo2024
#symbolism
166 reads
6 Comments
Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
23rd Apr 2024 7:25pm
23rd Apr 2024 7:25pm
The Meanings and Symbolism behind my New Name
- The Meanings and Symbolism behind my New Name -
If everyone was curious about my name change, it was for two reasons... one being that I did it to honor my recent conversion to Islam, with my new name being now Arabic in origin. This is a tradition for people who convert to Islam, to choose an Arabic name or a name with at least an Arabic meaning to it. And I wished to honor that tradition fully. As for the other reason, that reason is that my new name is also somewhat of an anagram for a name that I had in one of my earliest past lives. The anagram can be solved, and its'...
If everyone was curious about my name change, it was for two reasons... one being that I did it to honor my recent conversion to Islam, with my new name being now Arabic in origin. This is a tradition for people who convert to Islam, to choose an Arabic name or a name with at least an Arabic meaning to it. And I wished to honor that tradition fully. As for the other reason, that reason is that my new name is also somewhat of an anagram for a name that I had in one of my earliest past lives. The anagram can be solved, and its'...
#identity
#myself
#SelfReflection
#spiritual
#symbolism
140 reads
1 Comment
wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
20th Apr 2024 12:14pm
20th Apr 2024 12:14pm
my song
if there
were
some way
for me
to convince
you
to be
enticed
by
my song,
maybe adorn
myself
with words,
wrap myself
in lines
from poems,
would you
accept
all these
things,
would you
be interested?
were
some way
for me
to convince
you
to be
enticed
by
my song,
maybe adorn
myself
with words,
wrap myself
in lines
from poems,
would you
accept
all these
things,
would you
be interested?
#dialogue
#emotional
#metaphor
#symbolism
#uplifting
214 reads
8 Comments
violet
Vi
Vi
Poem Published
9th Apr 2024 2:22pm
9th Apr 2024 2:22pm
(_ _ _ _)
We don't say it
but our bones melt into one
and become the shape of it.
.
but our bones melt into one
and become the shape of it.
.
#love
#erotic
#FallingInLove
#minimalist
#symbolism
337 reads
15 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
16th Mar 2024 9:33pm
16th Mar 2024 9:33pm
Cycling a Poetic Ride
I will take my old red bike for a ride
when the muse sends a breeze from the hill
no matter what time, be it warmth or chill
i'll follow my feel, and Nature's tide
It may be midnight, dawn, or at dusk
when the tingle stirs a dormant nerve
i may even not be in such a hot verve
frozen with cold, or in the sun, i bask
I ride my bike sometimes at midnight
hear the engine rolling over its tires
an onomatopoeia sounds like barbed wires
sniper in the bush,lying out of sight
As i ride my bike i feel...
when the muse sends a breeze from the hill
no matter what time, be it warmth or chill
i'll follow my feel, and Nature's tide
It may be midnight, dawn, or at dusk
when the tingle stirs a dormant nerve
i may even not be in such a hot verve
frozen with cold, or in the sun, i bask
I ride my bike sometimes at midnight
hear the engine rolling over its tires
an onomatopoeia sounds like barbed wires
sniper in the bush,lying out of sight
As i ride my bike i feel...
#uplifting
#emotional
#metaphor
#StreamOfConsciousness
#symbolism
161 reads
2 Comments
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