Extended Metaphor Poems | Examples of Extended Metaphor Poetry

I wonder how it truly feels to be loved. Is it like the minutes before the sun rises, when it begins to shine so bright, and you feel its warmth on your skin Like moments you miss the most, filled with the nostalgia of what once had been. Like a scent of flowers leaving its own light, longing...

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I watched a leaf release its breath, A golden sigh upon the air. It tumbled softly into death, A quiet dance without despair. The wind, a gentle funeral song, Caressed it with a lover’s grace. It drifted, weightless, swept along, No bitterness upon its face. I thought of all I’ve had to leave, The hands, the homes, the hollow years. I thought of how we...

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I spoke tonight to a dying star, A flicker frail in endless skies. It burned with all it ever was, A lantern trembling as it dies. I spoke to fire that once was flame, To ancient light now burning thin. I spoke to hours that bore no name, To distant worlds I’ll never win. I asked it how it kept its glow, I asked...

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TO BEING OF ONE ACCORD Let us not sow discord, rather, let’s sow onederful, oneness, onement: Reaping divine wisdom, and guidance, from the Holy One. ...

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Johre White Light penetrates Gaia she opens Her lava oozes the Violet Flame fountains of Sophi-El spring containing silver fish we eat them Not Johre reward >> Integration = Sati masculine feminine figure of eight moves awareness defines steps opposites magnetise eyes east loves west north adores south within square is rectangle mouthed circles sliding across smoothly flow overlapping voids birth material power Sati reward >> Peace...

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. ya know who that be on that park bench ...

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What is love, really— a figment of hope sharp enough to shatter centuries of lived patriarchy? To think education could make a dent in what’s already carved in bone & name. To think a stranger could be chosen over the familial veins of caste, of home over the womb of belief one never questioned. Perhaps what’s whispered in secret was always meant to be hidden— buried, before it flowers into...

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It brings to mind a question: why? Why does the river run? Does it need to? Why is it considered peaceful? And can it be obtained by other means? And then it fades and the river runs dry. The red one and the river of my eyes. I fill the river bank so no one will know. No one will learn of my...

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Sweet is the impulse of love, the fundamental reason for life... Dreams of love, shine in the light of the stars, adorn the illuminated sky, with immeasurable divine splendor... When loving hearts, beat in the same rhythm, peace falls asleep peacefully, life becomes beautiful and shines the earth breathes pure air... When true love happens living is a gigantic...

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summer peaks are coming cicadas are singing za, zi zi, zi...! How many whispers of time, flower, fire, rain, cold... earthly dreams in cycles...! New shoots on the earth, renewal crying out, herald birds chirping! Leaves swirling in the wind, mushrooms everywhere, autumn showing off... Life is full of thorns, but also full of flowers, knowing how to live is necessary...!...

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A pretty big gate it was... Overseeing the strict soldiers at the entrance. Firmly, they stood with heavy weapons. Stepped inside the picturesque place, Gentle girls welcomed with grace. A beautiful big lawn, Guarded by patient pawns, Ample aesthetic rooms around, Occupied by pretty people abound. Classical songs were playing on one side, Dancers accompanied them the other side. People indulged in their adorable arts, Celebrating...

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A missile’s disguise is a flower magnetic, a whiff of its power Yet when its petals draw near a new odor appears ...

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IN POETIC RELIEF Laying here musing, I feel as if an ice cube Peeing in warm thoughts: My poetic cistern filled, I now pour out this to you:- ...

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