Metaphor. Poems - Poems about Metaphor.

Lacing my fingers at its corners, with one hand firmly on the top of the square, I hold my most prized possession. Carefully planning my every step and breath, too aware of the dangers ahead. Curiosity consumes my insides with...Read the rest...

you’ve cast a spell on me; your eyes shine brighter than any spotlight and i’m captive on the stage of your attention your hair flutters around you- the brightest confetti i’ve ever seen your lips whisper those three words that...Read the rest...

Is one’s destiny written on the winds? When a seed is buried; is it set free? Do ciphers resonate within the bends of limbs; or are they rooted with the tree? I’m reaching for the stars I am...Read the rest...

fog and mist shroud the island of my birth ~ a soft cool veil...Read the rest...

High And Mighty They can do no wrong. You're at the bottom. Can never compromise. Never appreciate. Always their way. Underpaid. Need a break. Don’t show up late. It’s just a job. They're at the top. Don’t say a word. Just do your work. Toil into the ground. Don’t...Read the rest...

A feeling likened to shadowed depths, Encircled by walls of icy whispers. An emptiness, echoing in the chest— In time, it transformed, A beacon brightening a soul adrift. Gentle fingertips trace languid paths, Along honey-gold walls of desire, Shaping destiny with a...Read the rest...

She read and what she saw, The oblivion and reminiscent thoughts She knew, she would be in an awe, If she knew what i said and what my mind froughts. Confusion, i am living in, I can't state Maybe better...Read the rest...

the person I want to be is certainly not to become...Read the rest...

Flowers bloom unfolding soft hands and opening the beauty to the the eyes exhausted; when the mortals feel hunger, flowers feed them the essence; even when the mortals catch the rays, flowers feel its innocence. Flowers can be an interior mirror of face, heart...Read the rest...

Ahh yes, in the Sun, everyone can love But every day isn't sunny We do need rain also For it feeds what the Sun sprouts. And shade is not night, though of a different kind So, in...Read the rest...

In my portrait of life the palette began in pigments of blue, red and yellow, but with each stroke, my horizons slowly dissolved ...Read the rest...

Living by the sea, means having a house perfumed ...Read the rest...

Softer rain falling mornings kissing the flowers... all sun's caresses!...Read the rest...

When I look at you, my shining love! I understand perfectly, instantly... why the sunflower...Read the rest...

silence will silence all and any ndecent noise, ...Read the rest...