Metaphor Devotion Poems

I was handed a beautiful gift box
On my twentieth birthday. 
A bold scripted message was waving me to the right. 
It was beautiful!

The gift box...

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Poetry is my mistress 
I write everything in her name. 
If you’ve not heard from me in a while 
It is poetry to whom you...

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The simplicity of yearning. It burns softly, like a hand grazing over a candle. A mouth full of sweet nothings to be spilled onto the...

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The quotes say's kill them with kindness,
so you offer the most righteous kind of kindness you can,
And they take that kindness that you so carefully...

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This poem is a special devotion for my mother, who has always been a healing sun for these wintry eyes. Mumma, you're my hope, my...

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In the heart of the Pacific, where waves cradle secrets,
**Tatau** emerges—a sacred script etched upon skin,
A symphony of charcoal rivers, whispered stories,
**Samoan souls bloom**.

**Pe'a**, the...

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Taunting the day,
red moon rising,
tucking the sun, 
back into bed,
calling me forth,
her faithful soldier, 
collecting memories,
of stars for millennia, 
night's watchman,
at it again.


...

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In the realm where shadows dance with light,
A beauty veiled in whispers bright.
Inner radiance, a celestial flame,
Her essence, a hymn, untamed.

Within the chambers of the...

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so the lily how
 it grows ever so admon-
-nished beautiful soul

Solomon's glory
beautifully as they are
so caring God is

 wonderfully for his 
flowers that are here...

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Here lies Anna, 
lost without her mate,
he's promised to another,
an honour,
trapped within his fate.

Savage, this hand,
dealt in arcane amour,
her affection cannot placate, 
nor dictate,
that which...

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For the contest "This or That" set by Edward Ibeh



These charming chimes of chaste memoirs
of "us" tinkle,
making me recall the moment
your river of periwinkle passion...

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What say you now, before the crowd, for these most heinous crimes.

You're a wretched sort, to face this court, in most uncertain times.

A capital charge,...

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I want to get lost with you
in a valley of singing sunflowers,
where I wish they bloom
as your luminous laughter in immortal hues.
My butterfly heart wants...

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The canvas I had painted bright and vivid once upon a time,
Fade and wore out by the wind and the rain.
And thus I started hating...

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Oh, my wondrous winter rose!
I live to see you bloom in all your charming chilling grace.
Awaiting your pearly presence to embellish my arctic stance stilled...

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