Metaphor Literature Poems

By Cherbo Geeplay


My wife whispered: somebody, go call Muna 
to come here. Let her tell her dad what she 
told me today. I asked: What’s...

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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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Pulling this wagon by the scruff of my neck,
is like relaxing cross-legged on feeble bike handles.
The gentle gusts of your hurricane dazzle me.
Humouring the limitless...

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Why I Love Writing Poetry?

Did I mean why I love writing poems?
Nevertheless, I love writing poems or poetry:
To simply have fun, make others happy,
Inspire and...

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If you lie, you're a liar
If you steal, you're a stealer
If you kill, you're a killer
If you bad mouth, you're a backstabber
If you murder, you're...

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I balance my illicitly obtained bottle of absinthe from a man who knows a man, for an exorbitant amount of Euros, on the worn wooden...

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I write most and best,
              with wind blowing
    ...

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In this world of obscurities
Of living ghosts
lost in chimeras
Of impossible dreams
We don't understand the magic
of a dawn
Happiness that can only be felt
With pure childhood eyes
I...

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I always assumed my life imagery...  never lived what I dreamed...!...

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sleeping rusty pain
      longing yellowed in time
     nostalgia made its own life...

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Blazing,ardent kiss
  cabaret atmosphere.breathless dark soir
     your look steals the show, cinema noir...

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I see myself. 
I am tall,
I am fair,
I have blue eyes,
I have brown hair,
I am beautiful,
Or am I?

I hear myself.
I listen closely to my angelic...

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Thou tis poetry 
Paper meets pen
Yet thus ink surrounding 
Thine words of
Tis poetry is 
What shall be 
Shall be...

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final of the day
    flowers bow in reverence, 
    for the sun that sets...

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Eld bereft hotel
unpainted doors, faded walls
only  past is guest......

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