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.
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
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
13th Mar 2024 2:51am
13th Mar 2024 2:51am
TO THE VETERANS THAT SERVED
I AM A VETERAN AN OLDE SOLDIER 👏 There is something I need to say about the establishment of those, we elected to stand up for us the citizens 🤨 I'm gonna keep it real for the American dream is dead???🤔 For I know someone out there somewhere are asking, what is that all about and what does that mean??🤨 For example what that means if you were a veteran, and became HOMELESS AND PUT OUT OF YOUR OWN HOME 🏡 For don't you see👁️👁️ what is happening in the world 🌍 day in and day out, because of the DEMOCRATS AND BIDEN...
#dialogue
#CallToAction
#StreamOfConsciousness
#symbolism
#epic
177 reads
1 Comment
wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
6th Feb 2024 5:41am
6th Feb 2024 5:41am
a poet's web
how you spin your poetry
like an intricate spider's web,
catching each unsuspecting reader
in the silky lines of your tales,
seducing us into a trance
surrounding us with fine threads,
inviting us to a written show
dining on the words we read.
like an intricate spider's web,
catching each unsuspecting reader
in the silky lines of your tales,
seducing us into a trance
surrounding us with fine threads,
inviting us to a written show
dining on the words we read.
#rhyming
#metaphor
#symbolism
170 reads
8 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
17th Jan 2024 5:59am
17th Jan 2024 5:59am
A HOUSE IS NOT A HOME
They say that a house is not a home, yet you have to understand what does it mean to you. As well as your own personal life as well. For example if you can manifest, from your own thoughts what would you, like your own home to be. For a home 🏡 is a place, that you have your innermost dreams of peace and comfort in tranquility. Without the stress of negative things that breaks, the deepness of your mind and your inner spirit. For it is The most beautiful and healthy way of entering into a zone of your own THOUGHTS together not apart. For example a house is not a home, if there isn't...
#LifeCycle
#metaphor
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
#symbolism
212 reads
2 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
7th Dec 2023 1:09am
7th Dec 2023 1:09am
broken token
A rose must remain with the sun and the rain or its lovely
promise won’t come true.”—Ray Evans
on bended knees my rose now bows,
for broken are the solemn vows
the suitor and his beau made on her head.
tossed through a window in disdain,
her blush shall ne'er be red again,
for, in the cold, she faints, as good as dead.
she whimpers in the cruel earth,
how indisposed, where once her worth
was weightier than tried silver or fine gold!
for lovers, when their filigree
explodes with vexful tyranny,
get burnt,...
promise won’t come true.”—Ray Evans
on bended knees my rose now bows,
for broken are the solemn vows
the suitor and his beau made on her head.
tossed through a window in disdain,
her blush shall ne'er be red again,
for, in the cold, she faints, as good as dead.
she whimpers in the cruel earth,
how indisposed, where once her worth
was weightier than tried silver or fine gold!
for lovers, when their filigree
explodes with vexful tyranny,
get burnt,...
#relationships
#romantic
#rose
#FallingInLove
#symbolism
230 reads
3 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
15th Nov 2023 1:41am
15th Nov 2023 1:41am
curse
obviously the only way out is through the door marked exit, but what if
it’s a trick, no one expects it to be
anything other than what it says, but what if it isn’t what it says, what if it simply leads to something worse ..
it’s a trick, no one expects it to be
anything other than what it says, but what if it isn’t what it says, what if it simply leads to something worse ..
#symbolism
118 reads
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neves
Poem Published
12th Nov 2023 2:37am
12th Nov 2023 2:37am
If Caligula was my bitch
I would demand him
to say he was godless
make him run beside my chariot
for hours on a leash slowly stripping
away his toga, watching members
of the senate spill wine unable to
control their contagious laughter
i'd privately tease him by prophesying
Nero will be better in years to come,
watch him cry as he tastes his own flesh
cooked underneath a burning Capri sun,
hush his constant howling by reminding
him nobody wishes a baby tyrant to
be the face and figure of Rome
I'd claim his...
to say he was godless
make him run beside my chariot
for hours on a leash slowly stripping
away his toga, watching members
of the senate spill wine unable to
control their contagious laughter
i'd privately tease him by prophesying
Nero will be better in years to come,
watch him cry as he tastes his own flesh
cooked underneath a burning Capri sun,
hush his constant howling by reminding
him nobody wishes a baby tyrant to
be the face and figure of Rome
I'd claim his...
#dark
#historical
#symbolism
252 reads
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neves
Poem Published
10th Nov 2023 1:37am
10th Nov 2023 1:37am
Subdue
I will have time
inside your mind
a centre stage
you in the light
close your eyes,
feel unrestrained
when i become
most unkind
i will have time
inside your mind
a centre stage
you in the light
open your eyes,
you are adrift
with my teeth
in your skin
I will have time
inside your mind
a centre stage
you in the light
close your eyes,
open your eyes
you are tied
to be untied.
inside your mind
a centre stage
you in the light
close your eyes,
feel unrestrained
when i become
most unkind
i will have time
inside your mind
a centre stage
you in the light
open your eyes,
you are adrift
with my teeth
in your skin
I will have time
inside your mind
a centre stage
you in the light
close your eyes,
open your eyes
you are tied
to be untied.
#symbolism
215 reads
2 Comments
Sukisushicrown
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2023 11:03am
3rd Nov 2023 11:03am
GratiStimulation.
Why have you been texting me with obscure words?
Telling me what you gonna do to me,
when my head is yours.
Twist and squeeze my words,till all my thoughts lay dead. Everything I think,will be your thoughts,implanted in my head.
I'm not sure if I'm reading,correctly,what I've just read. But are you saying that you want me too stop being me, and become you instead?
All my thoughts,memories and feelings,implanted in your head.
Am I right in thinking, that I've read your text correct?
So you want to be in control,of all that's in my head? ...
Telling me what you gonna do to me,
when my head is yours.
Twist and squeeze my words,till all my thoughts lay dead. Everything I think,will be your thoughts,implanted in my head.
I'm not sure if I'm reading,correctly,what I've just read. But are you saying that you want me too stop being me, and become you instead?
All my thoughts,memories and feelings,implanted in your head.
Am I right in thinking, that I've read your text correct?
So you want to be in control,of all that's in my head? ...
#symbolism
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cabcool
Poem Published
30th Oct 2023 00:08am
30th Oct 2023 00:08am
drumming
He who marches out of line hears another drum.―Ken Kesey
the poetry of skin and wood,
read by the fingers of the dreadlocks man;
vernacular in rhythmic mood,
syllabicated by the dextral span.
impetuousity cares nought
for vocal hypocrite or charlatan;
yet sotto voce voices, sought
in taut percussion, sate...
the poetry of skin and wood,
read by the fingers of the dreadlocks man;
vernacular in rhythmic mood,
syllabicated by the dextral span.
impetuousity cares nought
for vocal hypocrite or charlatan;
yet sotto voce voices, sought
in taut percussion, sate...
#music
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#healing
#symbolism
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poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
27th Oct 2023 4:56pm
27th Oct 2023 4:56pm
Lesson To Learn
Dragonflies as they skim the waters, they leave circles, swirling in their wake.They only scratch the face, but leave so many scars on the lake, and they never look behind, as they go on their skimming spree, another lake to take....
Calm were the lakes, and the swamps, where Water Striders and bugs,scorpions, even nymphs, row their bodies in such comfortable ambience, spending a peaceful stay.But, once the silent dragonfly speaks, all the waters take a whirl, they tremble, the surface collapses, like a Waterquacke, and leaves a recurring turbulence, an epic tribulation...
Calm were the lakes, and the swamps, where Water Striders and bugs,scorpions, even nymphs, row their bodies in such comfortable ambience, spending a peaceful stay.But, once the silent dragonfly speaks, all the waters take a whirl, they tremble, the surface collapses, like a Waterquacke, and leaves a recurring turbulence, an epic tribulation...
#metaphor
#philosophical
#symbolism
140 reads
2 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
10th Oct 2023 11:32am
10th Oct 2023 11:32am
CHILDREN'S IN THE SAND BOX
Let's talk about the people in CONGRESS, and have a REAL serious conversation on WHY DO THOSE. That WHO WE OF SOCIETY APPOINTED AS THE PEOPLE, THAT IS SUPPOSE TO BE HERE TO REPRESENT THE PEOPLE OF THE WORLD. AS THEY SPEND MORE TIME IN THE CHAMBER ROOM ARGUING, AMONGST EACH OTHER AND THEMSELVES, JUST GOING BACK AND FOURTH. YET STILL CAN'T COME TO A REAL, SOLUTION to fix the damn problem. FOR THE TRUE BETTERMENT OF THE WORLD AND IT'S PEOPLE'S.🌍 FOR it reminds me of CHILDRENS playing in the SAND BOX, to see who goes first to play in the sand, or who shall ride the swings on the swing bar...
#politics
#culture
#responsibility
#StreamOfConsciousness
#symbolism
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