Metaphor Anxiety Poems

Live life not alone,
Friendship is essential
To the soul in need:-
Live in wonderful oneness
Of the onement of God’s love:-

Misery picks all;
We all have our time for...

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     I’ll write of roses never touched
that fade in wilt, then praise their hue,
and though their rot perfumes my metaphors, 
I’ll...

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Strong, though softened by stillness. Handsome with no 
hunger for approval. My mind is sharp, yet I resist its
 blade, choosing silence over the storm...

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Instead of monsters under my bed 
- they stare at my face in the mirror 

At what point does a child become the direct descendant...

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GREY.
"Life is not black or white; it is the agony of grey."

“I can’t do this”, she said. With an unveiling frown,
“I can’t deal with all...

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No kitchen home run
Over done
Hardness baked
Teeth couldn’t bite
Those biscuits certainly weren’t light
Totally wonder plight
They were made to throw
Oh know
Unfamiliar with ingredient
Those biscuits should be on...

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Kill off the Mile Long Tree
For anyone who cares only cares about everyone
Revelation in mind, we don't feel the same
You should sort through your thick...

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In blackest halls, a phosphorescent light
Shines forth from darkest depths, a honey glow.
Enraged, ignited, I now blinding bright,
A magma burning, pyroclastic flow,

Torching golden beams to...

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Reflected grief spat back at me to bear 
Another load, the double of my own 
To take and carry, this unholy pair 
Then tripled, multiplied,...

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And when i climbed the mound of grass
The sun set at a stop
Birds came swirling round
Outcrops in the light
Waves crashed under, instability;
Glass houses and rocks.

I...

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My chest tightens 
with invisible hands
Thoughts race, 
unraveling faster than I can breathe.
I'm drowning in the quiet noise 
of my own mind 
...

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His muscles they burn
The mind takes a turn
His cap is so wet
Soaked from all the sweat

Crouched beside the pyre
Burned by searing fire
He’d done as he’s...

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In '07 my soul sunk
And I never picked it up
I just learnt to feel with it being low
And learnt to be empty and full

And it...

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It is the world of Shiva and Shaitan
It is the world of Krishna and Kant

Devi on Nandi holding Demon and Son
Devotees, Deities, Ash, Claps and...

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What stings like wasps in hives,
Of trying minds' regret,
Invasive blips, flash frozen pictures,
Recalls, counterfeit,
Serrated icy sickled thoughts,
In glaciated snow,
Dread the warmth, the trickled stream,
Of thawing...

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