People have used metaphors since the birth of mankind. Metaphors are a way to get around censorship as well as to help us see truths that we may not be able to face if they were stated plainly. It is a way to accentuate beauty as well as pain through this medium of the unstated comparison. When you are reading an appropriate metaphor you are immediately drawn between the truth of the comparison that is being alluded to. The ability to understand metaphoric language opens the key to poetry of tremendous beauty.
I had a little seed that I had found upon the ground,
I kept it in my pocket where it was safe and sound.
What may it be, this tiny little seed, now tucked inside my cloak,
could it be a sugar maple, or perhaps a mighty oak?
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A sunflower will grow
With much beauty to show,
But the wind must blow,
Which brings the rain and the snow.
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You were my boat, sleek by design.
I was your jetty, one of a kind.
We were deeply in love and made for each other,
And I promised I'd never harbour another.
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Grand oak
A majestic figure
Always standing straight
The perpetual cadence of the vast sea
Stirs a restless desire that engulfs me.
Like an infinite force I dare not impede,
Briefly rushing in - only to then recede.
I used to think that I was nothing, but I'm not anything - I am something - that is a talented, intelligent, calm, kind, pretty, artistic, unique girl who is loved by everyone around me. I...
Flecks of blue
Lavender delight
Morning gold
The black of night
A sharpened dagger stabbed in his heart,
Ripping in two, ripping apart.
It took only a few words, but her words cut him deep,
Stealing emotions, making him weak.
I just recently recovered from a heartbreak - a betrayal from a lady l invested all my emotions and mind. It was so hard for me to believe l got betrayed by someone l bet my life on. l was...
Outside my window flowers bloom
In a rampant disarray.
They pay no heed to color schemes
In their wonderful display.
If I were a Rose painted black,
would you cast me aside
like blackened, burnt rice?
Would my color tarnish my sweet smell?
This was a very true poem! I love the meaning, and it really brings out the idea of discrimination by color and how bad it is. I love it!
Stand tall, oh mighty oak, for all the world to see.
Your strength and undying beauty forever amazes me.
Though storm clouds hover above you,
Your branches span the sky
This poem has greatly touched me. The poet has a firm faith in his father, which every son ought to have. A father is the center point for a son's life. To have faith in him and live the life...
Analysis of Form and Technique
I am one of many
Small branches of a broken tree,
Always looking to the ones above
For guidance, strength and security.
I echo all the stories that have gone before mine. It's amazing, it's moving, it's a poem written with so much feeling and depth. Family should be everything - supportive, comforting,...
I look in the mirror at the beginning of each day,
and ask myself what mask should I place on my face today.
No not the sad one it's too revealing,
Every day everyone wears different masks to cover up their sadness. They put on masks of happiness, and you don’t know what’s in their mind. They cover up everything like their heartbreak....
SPRING
I slowly unfurl to the wide World
Stretching up to the blue sky
Love is a walk in the rain at night,
Two hands holding onto each other tight;
Love is honey on a pair of lips,
Onto a tender heart it drips;
I honestly really like both of the poems you have written. They are beautiful and have such meaning behind them, so much that every sentence strikes my heart and seeps into my soul. Your...
In a dusty, dark corner of a very old house,
sits the tall, wooden worn out clock.
It has seen its share of memories and pain,
keeping perfect time with a tick and a tock.
We're all clocks just trying to keep up with time, knowing full that in the end, time will win.
The sun went away
The sky went black
Up came the wind
I fell on my back
A little egg under her mother's wings.
Yet to be born into the world of things.
A crack and a pop, out she came.
Yes it touches to my heart.
As we are the parents who do this for our children to make them strongest on earth.
To get through life you have to endure as a tree does.
When Mother Nature tries to bring you down,
You will never fall; you will stand your ground.
You will encounter burning flames.
Hello I am Salih Abass. I lost my father while I was very young, and I was taken away from my mother to my grandmother even before I was two years. She took me to school. I lost my grandmom...
Like a gentle wave, you swayed against my ship.
With a gentle breeze, you guided me forward.
As the sun sank into the ocean,
This helped me get through a rough time, and it described everything so perfectly from the start all the way to the end. Thank you. It truly helped a lot.
Be like the willow that bends,
shade that it sends,
peace that it lends.
This is an amazing poem - saying so much in very few words. Things don't always go the way we want, and sometimes we have to adapt and do so cheerfully - a very important lesson. It is also...
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