Allegory Poems | Examples of Allegory Poetry

(“Pandora’s Box”, 2014, original pen and ink and oil) Pandora’s Box I don’t know who she was, What she did or how she did it, And maybe it was something sublime Or maybe she was just another woman With the kind of perfect snatch To launch a thousand ships In a sea of broken hearts, But Pandora certainly left her mark Even today,...

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The arena is built lie by lie, sobs by sobs. Names don't matter. A game is still a game, called by any other name. Children with ribs like shattered shields do not volunteer; they are raised for slaughter. They don't fight hungry lions, only eyes, trained to devour without guilt. The crowd appears with open mouths— not for speech, but for swallowing. They neither cheer...

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Sponsor : Tom Woody Contest : Black Hole Love Submitted: 16/7/25 _____________ “Love embodies in millions of forms and frequencies, not all known. Its intrinsic nature is detachment, with eventual dissolution into Godhead. The challenge is learning to move towards detachment using sensory reality, individual soul history & experiential phenomenon to achieve...

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In shadows thick where silence weeps, The fog rolls in—its secret keeps. A mournful veil, a breathless moan, It swallows light, leaves hearts alone. This cursed ground, where echoes stay, Of laughter lost and minds astray. A prison forged from sorrow’s seam, Where memories drift like half-formed dreams. No stars to guide, no dawn to see, Just whispers caught in memory. Each step you take,...

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light d i m m e d for Hathor she wants to bring in Persephone chocolate candle dripping consciousness creating a new silicone valley of light//sound//water//spectral multidimensional fields// cheap caramel cinnamon wine leaks from cracked tumbler like DMT bubbles rose petals slowly f ...

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In The Cistern Of Poetic Grace Here in the cocoon of cosmic mind, words metamorphose butterfly memories, soaring in the winds of mystic thoughts, filling sails of contemplating ships, on their chartered courses to waiting shores, where caterpillar focus, bask in sunshine: imaging reflective beauty, of harmonizing poetic grace:- ...

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There is something so sad about fireworks. They're so flashy, pretty, and exciting, but as they fade it makes you feel sort of lonely. Afterall, they're nothing more than a semi-permanent spark intended to entertain for a semi-permanent moment. The people that come into our lives are a lot like the fireworks: flashy, pretty, exciting. Then we...

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ONCE AGAIN Once again, we cry; Again, a nation apart. Our togetherness has run dry, Whitered like a broken heart. Division kisses oneness goodbye, And once more and again, we cry. Greatness is in being together; Together, no matter the weather:- Once again, we must sow onement; Reaping a oneness that is God sent. ...

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BLACK DEFORESTATION Like innocent trees rooted and growing In a black social forest, we’re being chopped down by roving lumberjack officers of the law, as if we were arboreal-like diseased black growths:- Ironically, such deforestation, is a view of jurisprudence Along this forest trail, least traveled by the blind goddess Of justice, as she forgivingly hugs guilt with minor reprimand:- While it...

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IN THE EQUINOX OF CHANGE It seems like the spring I waited for has betrayed me; Leaving a verisimilitude Of the season, Due to the vicissitudes Sown in today’s Rogue political climate:- However, it’s a rooted reality, That changes happen, whether We believe they do, or do not: The day that’s coming, Will become today, And this today, Will become yesterday:- Thus, in the labors of love, In the...

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Your flesh was never warmer than my passion, a flame more intense than you could ever bear. My love for writing poetry is my secret weapon. While I may not claim to be gifted My identity is Black, and words have always motivated me. I can string them together easily, but making them meaningful? That’s...

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Sometimes a turn is a lifetime You can't live on the past life. Move on and face the present Time can't be a value you miss. It's a long way forward go off road No frills, no chills but braveness. The finishing line intended who's Heart is fix and mind is made up. Never let go of good intentions, But cherish on going to...

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Trumpcanoes vomit, diuretic lava flows: Justice melting down::-...

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SERENITY Hate's up in the air; naturing winds of peace blowing: Hate snuffed out by love:- ...

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Blind by Adejola Joseph Blind Blind as bat I see Hypocrites on every block Where are we? Who are we? Blind....

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