Analogy Poems | Examples of Analogy Poetry

The stars and the moon glow so bright Poor Santa, he lost his eyesight Had a bit of bad luck When he stepped in some muck With both feet, his left and his right His...Read the rest...

Ololade mi is from the South West A descendant of Oduduwa from the Yoruba cradle Ile Ife. Ololade is owambe personified Amala, ewedu and gbegiri a gourmet of choice. Ololade mi is adorned on her facewith tribal incisions Ololade mi...Read the rest...

Life is like bicycle riding To keep you from balance You must keep moving You should pedal in advance So you will not fall in rough In life always be on guard  Even when things get tough Keep moving forward Keep pushing Keep...Read the rest...

Life is like fruit salad It bring together a variety Of flavors and textures Making each bite unique It’s all about taste buds Balance and contrast Sweet, tart, crunchy, and juicy....Read the rest...

Inspired by Glenn Hughes song "The truth will set me free" Gone are the ruins of the palace I've built with sands of my dormant dreams, at the bleak bottom of the breaking waves, rolling in the squally sea...Read the rest...

For the inducement of the compulsive being the transmuting tenet of uniqueness, the personified indebted identity changes appearance in self-designed colour melange, while the conjured chameleon furtively cocooned, paints the shifting facade of deception, as the languid life chases the...Read the rest...

Written: December 02, 2024 ____________________________ At dawn cradle, Dew blankets...Read the rest...

Whom of you have never felt the pinch and pain when inebriated thoughts begin to fall like rain whom of you have ever poured it down the drain when a loved one says, " this...Read the rest...

He was a wandering wayfarer with fragments and flotsam adrift amidst a misty marine expanse— a hopeless harbor hiding hopes. Waves acted as fists, crushing him, pulling him deeper into sorrowful arms....Read the rest...

“The Clock on the Wall” That clock! The clock with cruelty, unmovable. Telling time to be forever in motion. The ticking, a deafening sound. Marked by grime. Yellowed by generations, grown digital. By generations choosing to be illiterate. The face,...Read the rest...

Circus Life Inside, it smells like death and pain. And two beasts guard the heart of my brain. Puzzles and pieces scatter from the hilt. My spine breaks under this mountain of guilt. Colors and feelings are...Read the rest...

Why do politicians lie And our wallets deftly pry, Puff and bluster all the time Their intent to cheat sublime. Are we dumb or just naive Of that talent to deceive, Smiles aplenty to go round While broken promises abound. Why venerate them...Read the rest...

No Reality to Echo From To live is to echo a reality In which there is no reality to echo from Because reality as we know it isn't here, nor anywhere It's always moving It's always echoing It’s always shifting...Read the rest...

In the realm of deceit, some souls reside, Gullible hearts, fertile grounds for evil to abide. As they sit, concocting chaos, their minds astray, Weaving webs of wickedness, night and day. Their slumber's filled with visions of malevolence and...Read the rest...

She renders me unstable, A force too wild to cradle. Her laughter cascades, Like untamed hair upon my chest, Each word a dagger, sharp and true, Yet she is my unbridled joy, my undoing too. She throws her head back, And my...Read the rest...