Best Allegoryyellow Poems
Flying too high
To bright yellow such
Feeling as if
One nearly could touch
The bright yellow gold
Is almost in hand
But burn that it may
And fall hard to land
Like Icarus tried
He also did reach
But greed and despair
Though father beseech,
"I warn you my son
you fly much too near
take wing and escape
in seduction my fear."
But others would fall
As Icarus died
Descended in flight
Have been gold denied
What moral at hand
In sonnet to preach
Remember the day
Daedalus tried to reach
But many won't listen
Or pay due concern
Then reach for what glisten
Much too late to learn
A yellow star
not of sky
A yellow star
I buy
Yellow star
whose meaning is atrocious
Yellow star
whose meaning and poetry I notice
Yellow star
whose books like lard
whose unbelievable bulls???t
Yellow star
The ramblings of a yellow rose,
What are they, do you suppose?
And is there any sense in prose,
When written by a rambling rose?
And does it have a single purpose,
Or is such stuff as this simply surplice?
And if we were to juxtapose,
With artwork of a deep red rose,
Would it be that yellow prose,
Simply failed to keep its pose?
And tumbling down to fall apart,
Are ramblings written of yellow's heart.
A yellow heart that nearly froze,
Just because the artist chose,
To base his work on redder rose,
While creating lovers prose.
While yellow must suffice to spend,
His imaginary to represent a friend,
And much as this he could pretend,
He’d rather it not start a trend.
For rambling on, like a rose,
His thoughts follow where a lover goes,
And impatiently he tos and fros,
And through him yellow always shows.
So, in the dimming of the day,
As the artist puts his pen away,
Sometimes young lovers loose their way,
And with their loved ones cannot stay.
With yellow creeping into mind,
Love's ideals are left behind.
So what's the point of yellow prose?
Does it have one, do you suppose?
And when supposition comes to a close,
Would you trust a yellow rose?