Symbolism Published by Members Recently Online Poems
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PAR
Poem Published
9th Aug 2024 10:41am
9th Aug 2024 10:41am
The Cross
I die every day, not in body but in soul.
Every dawn brings a new absence,
a void that expands,
swallowing the colors of the world.
I walk through streets empty of emotions,
where faces are masks
and the smiles are empty reflections.
The human touch has been lost
replaced with mechanical gestures.
The heart beats, but does not feel,
eyes see, but do not see.
The mind screams in silence
in an endless search for meaning
in a barren land of non-empathy.
I die every day, being reborn in fragments,
trying...
Every dawn brings a new absence,
a void that expands,
swallowing the colors of the world.
I walk through streets empty of emotions,
where faces are masks
and the smiles are empty reflections.
The human touch has been lost
replaced with mechanical gestures.
The heart beats, but does not feel,
eyes see, but do not see.
The mind screams in silence
in an endless search for meaning
in a barren land of non-empathy.
I die every day, being reborn in fragments,
trying...
#apathy
#emotions
#emptiness
#sadness
#symbolism
173 reads
10 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
8th Jul 2023 11:34am
8th Jul 2023 11:34am
Sky Clad
...second sight. That gift of vision includes not only power to see distant or future events,
but the viewless forms of air.” - Robert Lang
Tis said that Myrrdin lived his life backwards
And what is backwards
The opposite of what you know to be right
Or, not in prophetic foretellings
But seeing after, manifestations of second sight
***
To see you sky clad 'neath summer stars
Skin illumed by the rising moon
New and full, it's danse summons you
Where fires blaze between set stones
*
We...
but the viewless forms of air.” - Robert Lang
Tis said that Myrrdin lived his life backwards
And what is backwards
The opposite of what you know to be right
Or, not in prophetic foretellings
But seeing after, manifestations of second sight
***
To see you sky clad 'neath summer stars
Skin illumed by the rising moon
New and full, it's danse summons you
Where fires blaze between set stones
*
We...
#love
#dreams
#mystery #symbolism
#mystery #symbolism
309 reads
7 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
8th Jul 2023 11:34am
8th Jul 2023 11:34am
Sky Clad
...second sight. That gift of vision includes not only power to see distant or future events,
but the viewless forms of air.” - Robert Lang
Tis said that Myrrdin lived his life backwards
And what is backwards
The opposite of what you know to be right
Or, not in prophetic foretellings
But seeing after, manifestations of second sight
***
To see you sky clad 'neath summer stars
Skin illumed by the rising moon
New and full, it's danse summons you
Where fires blaze between set stones
*
We...
but the viewless forms of air.” - Robert Lang
Tis said that Myrrdin lived his life backwards
And what is backwards
The opposite of what you know to be right
Or, not in prophetic foretellings
But seeing after, manifestations of second sight
***
To see you sky clad 'neath summer stars
Skin illumed by the rising moon
New and full, it's danse summons you
Where fires blaze between set stones
*
We...
#love
#dreams
#mystery #symbolism
#mystery #symbolism
309 reads
7 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
8th Jul 2023 11:34am
8th Jul 2023 11:34am
Sky Clad
...second sight. That gift of vision includes not only power to see distant or future events,
but the viewless forms of air.” - Robert Lang
Tis said that Myrrdin lived his life backwards
And what is backwards
The opposite of what you know to be right
Or, not in prophetic foretellings
But seeing after, manifestations of second sight
***
To see you sky clad 'neath summer stars
Skin illumed by the rising moon
New and full, it's danse summons you
Where fires blaze between set stones
*
We...
but the viewless forms of air.” - Robert Lang
Tis said that Myrrdin lived his life backwards
And what is backwards
The opposite of what you know to be right
Or, not in prophetic foretellings
But seeing after, manifestations of second sight
***
To see you sky clad 'neath summer stars
Skin illumed by the rising moon
New and full, it's danse summons you
Where fires blaze between set stones
*
We...
#love
#dreams
#mystery #symbolism
#mystery #symbolism
309 reads
7 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
8th Jul 2023 11:34am
8th Jul 2023 11:34am
Sky Clad
...second sight. That gift of vision includes not only power to see distant or future events,
but the viewless forms of air.” - Robert Lang
Tis said that Myrrdin lived his life backwards
And what is backwards
The opposite of what you know to be right
Or, not in prophetic foretellings
But seeing after, manifestations of second sight
***
To see you sky clad 'neath summer stars
Skin illumed by the rising moon
New and full, it's danse summons you
Where fires blaze between set stones
*
We...
but the viewless forms of air.” - Robert Lang
Tis said that Myrrdin lived his life backwards
And what is backwards
The opposite of what you know to be right
Or, not in prophetic foretellings
But seeing after, manifestations of second sight
***
To see you sky clad 'neath summer stars
Skin illumed by the rising moon
New and full, it's danse summons you
Where fires blaze between set stones
*
We...
#love
#dreams
#mystery #symbolism
#mystery #symbolism
309 reads
7 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
23rd May 2022 9:30am
23rd May 2022 9:30am
Espalier Divine
A sonnet is a plan akin
To a dream catcher in the night
Apprehending thought process flight,
On its way out, or its way in
Its customary digression;
A traipsing tumbleweed of thought
In dire need of an anchor spot
To prevent its retrogression...
With air brake caesura feathers
To slow mentation's hectic ebbs
Or rhyme scheming spider webs
To snare spirits, in all weathers...
On the circuitous sort of grid
Forever friendly to the id.
To a dream catcher in the night
Apprehending thought process flight,
On its way out, or its way in
Its customary digression;
A traipsing tumbleweed of thought
In dire need of an anchor spot
To prevent its retrogression...
With air brake caesura feathers
To slow mentation's hectic ebbs
Or rhyme scheming spider webs
To snare spirits, in all weathers...
On the circuitous sort of grid
Forever friendly to the id.
#rhyming
#sonnet
#metaphor #symbolism
#metaphor #symbolism
387 reads
2 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
23rd May 2022 9:30am
23rd May 2022 9:30am
Espalier Divine
A sonnet is a plan akin
To a dream catcher in the night
Apprehending thought process flight,
On its way out, or its way in
Its customary digression;
A traipsing tumbleweed of thought
In dire need of an anchor spot
To prevent its retrogression...
With air brake caesura feathers
To slow mentation's hectic ebbs
Or rhyme scheming spider webs
To snare spirits, in all weathers...
On the circuitous sort of grid
Forever friendly to the id.
To a dream catcher in the night
Apprehending thought process flight,
On its way out, or its way in
Its customary digression;
A traipsing tumbleweed of thought
In dire need of an anchor spot
To prevent its retrogression...
With air brake caesura feathers
To slow mentation's hectic ebbs
Or rhyme scheming spider webs
To snare spirits, in all weathers...
On the circuitous sort of grid
Forever friendly to the id.
#rhyming
#sonnet
#metaphor #symbolism
#metaphor #symbolism
387 reads
2 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
23rd May 2022 9:30am
23rd May 2022 9:30am
Espalier Divine
A sonnet is a plan akin
To a dream catcher in the night
Apprehending thought process flight,
On its way out, or its way in
Its customary digression;
A traipsing tumbleweed of thought
In dire need of an anchor spot
To prevent its retrogression...
With air brake caesura feathers
To slow mentation's hectic ebbs
Or rhyme scheming spider webs
To snare spirits, in all weathers...
On the circuitous sort of grid
Forever friendly to the id.
To a dream catcher in the night
Apprehending thought process flight,
On its way out, or its way in
Its customary digression;
A traipsing tumbleweed of thought
In dire need of an anchor spot
To prevent its retrogression...
With air brake caesura feathers
To slow mentation's hectic ebbs
Or rhyme scheming spider webs
To snare spirits, in all weathers...
On the circuitous sort of grid
Forever friendly to the id.
#rhyming
#sonnet
#metaphor #symbolism
#metaphor #symbolism
387 reads
2 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
23rd May 2022 9:30am
23rd May 2022 9:30am
Espalier Divine
A sonnet is a plan akin
To a dream catcher in the night
Apprehending thought process flight,
On its way out, or its way in
Its customary digression;
A traipsing tumbleweed of thought
In dire need of an anchor spot
To prevent its retrogression...
With air brake caesura feathers
To slow mentation's hectic ebbs
Or rhyme scheming spider webs
To snare spirits, in all weathers...
On the circuitous sort of grid
Forever friendly to the id.
To a dream catcher in the night
Apprehending thought process flight,
On its way out, or its way in
Its customary digression;
A traipsing tumbleweed of thought
In dire need of an anchor spot
To prevent its retrogression...
With air brake caesura feathers
To slow mentation's hectic ebbs
Or rhyme scheming spider webs
To snare spirits, in all weathers...
On the circuitous sort of grid
Forever friendly to the id.
#rhyming
#sonnet
#metaphor #symbolism
#metaphor #symbolism
387 reads
2 Comments
InDreamz
Poem Published
5th Jan 2021 1:38pm
5th Jan 2021 1:38pm
Deflower Me
I blossom
only for you...
Unfolding these soft petals
in sweet surrender
I unfurl to bare my treasure
Just for you, my connoisseur
Enter me
O'honey bee
Deflower me
Saccharine nectar I offer
'come ', oh please 'come'
Leave me
quivering in ecstasy
as you
defile me
Suck me, oh, suck me hard
until I wilt
with pleasure.
only for you...
Unfolding these soft petals
in sweet surrender
I unfurl to bare my treasure
Just for you, my connoisseur
Enter me
O'honey bee
Deflower me
Saccharine nectar I offer
'come ', oh please 'come'
Leave me
quivering in ecstasy
as you
defile me
Suck me, oh, suck me hard
until I wilt
with pleasure.
#erotic
#lover
#lust #symbolism
#lust #symbolism
1552 reads
63 Comments
InDreamz
Poem Published
5th Jan 2021 1:38pm
5th Jan 2021 1:38pm
Deflower Me
I blossom
only for you...
Unfolding these soft petals
in sweet surrender
I unfurl to bare my treasure
Just for you, my connoisseur
Enter me
O'honey bee
Deflower me
Saccharine nectar I offer
'come ', oh please 'come'
Leave me
quivering in ecstasy
as you
defile me
Suck me, oh, suck me hard
until I wilt
with pleasure.
only for you...
Unfolding these soft petals
in sweet surrender
I unfurl to bare my treasure
Just for you, my connoisseur
Enter me
O'honey bee
Deflower me
Saccharine nectar I offer
'come ', oh please 'come'
Leave me
quivering in ecstasy
as you
defile me
Suck me, oh, suck me hard
until I wilt
with pleasure.
#erotic
#lover
#lust #symbolism
#lust #symbolism
1552 reads
63 Comments
InDreamz
Poem Published
5th Jan 2021 1:38pm
5th Jan 2021 1:38pm
Deflower Me
I blossom
only for you...
Unfolding these soft petals
in sweet surrender
I unfurl to bare my treasure
Just for you, my connoisseur
Enter me
O'honey bee
Deflower me
Saccharine nectar I offer
'come ', oh please 'come'
Leave me
quivering in ecstasy
as you
defile me
Suck me, oh, suck me hard
until I wilt
with pleasure.
only for you...
Unfolding these soft petals
in sweet surrender
I unfurl to bare my treasure
Just for you, my connoisseur
Enter me
O'honey bee
Deflower me
Saccharine nectar I offer
'come ', oh please 'come'
Leave me
quivering in ecstasy
as you
defile me
Suck me, oh, suck me hard
until I wilt
with pleasure.
#erotic
#lover
#lust #symbolism
#lust #symbolism
1552 reads
63 Comments
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