Life Metaphor Poems | Examples
These Life Metaphor poems are examples of Metaphor poems about Life. These are the best examples of Metaphor Life poems written by international poets.
cellar door afar
cellar door ajar
amber discovered
candle uncovered
cellar door afar
cellar door ajar
candle discovered
amber light hovered
cellar door ajar
cellar door afar
amber light covered
candle smoke hovered
BRAIN FLOW
Dark clouds moving on;
Winds of wisdom are blowing:
Well-breezed mind, soaring:-
I JUST LOVE AND MISS YOU SO MUCH
Loneliness is as a period
Without a full sentence;
It mirrors a riverbed
That once knew water;
Yes, loneliness can be canvassed
As a dried eggshell that has lost all:-
You were my life’s sentence, water, and yoke:
And this life of mine, just misses you so much:-
What is a ripple without its rhythm?
Ripples and rhythm fashion life
Together like a pulsing heart
Rippling with the magic flow
Caught in rhythm like the beat
Flowing, swirling, with ups and downs
Creeping along with measured steps
A team of joined togetherness-
The Dance of Life goes rolling on.
AHOY!
It’s not a foregone conclusion,
but a stinging reality: Even porcupines
master love, without making pain
a subsidiary organism:-
Though the pain of love's waves
may froth ashore, waves will recede
and froth will eventually dissipate
with healing evaporation: Leaving a sea
of memories floating on the ocean of life:-
Thoughtfully watered, always keep in mind,
you’re the captain of your soul, and
the blown wind in its sail:- And remember,
though docked and anchored, you can still
set sails for tomorrow—getting ready today:-
Ahoy, Matey! Be in winds of sailing grace:-
THE DIVINE CONSTELLATION
You’re the sparkling light leading me
Through the darkness of life’s forest;
Shattering all trying to lead me astray:-
There is no darkness your light
Can’t penetrate—shattering blindness:
Enlightening awareness constellated to all:-
You are indeed the sun, moon, and stars of life,
Filling it with the glow that blinds evil deviations;
For you are God’s divine wisdom and guidance:-
GARDENING SELF
Fertilize your mind…
Dig away self-worthlessness…
Nature your self-growth…
OF FAITHFUL FORTIFIED FEET
In the chill
of the night,
pining, piercing pain,
took its toll on the spirit
of my weary pedals:
swollen, aged feet,
seeking Hannibal-like
courage to meet
new sunrise challenges
tomorrow will bring
to a primed soul
still sojourning
struggle:-
Pray tell,
it’ll be God’s will,
that these
worn soles,
will stand
my worn soul,
perpendicular
to the worn
soil of life:
keeping me
in elephant-walking calmness,
in another blessed day, sacredly
still sojourning the struggles of life—
struggles, God streams us overcoming:-
A QUIET EARRING POETIC FLOW
Quite sun
shining,
Quite green leaves
waving;
Quiet ears
ringing:-
In the silent
night,
Ears ring
quietly
to themselves:
Echoing
to me:-
The ears
continue
To ring
in profound
silence,
Echoing life:
When will
these echoes
reveal
Wisdom
and understanding?
Ringing
silent ears;
Let us give
thanksgiving praise
For echoing life:
Without quiet
ringing,
Would we be
in this loud world?!
Let us
be happy;
Wisdom and
understanding,
Quietly
ringing out:
God speaking
all languages;
Streaming all
our ringing ears:-
Wow, what
an amazing brain:
Quietly ringing
opened ears:-
Ears not only
hear all music,
They also quietly
play theirs:-
YOU, LOVE, AND GOD'S LIBERATING SCAR
Ever remember,
You’re the child of God’s grace:
The devil’s desire:-
Satan craves God’s goods:
Can’t steal, he seeks to adopt
All confused navels:-
Navels can’t erase
The scars of their beginnings:
Heaven can’t be hell:-
Hate can’t adopt love:
So, slap Satan in his face,
And walk away free.
You are God’s glory;
A liberated navel:
A keloid of love:-
IN THE PILLARING OF LIFE
Be a pillar
Of peace and love;
Supporting justice
And equity:
Foundations
Of democracy;
And it’s roofing
From above:-
DAWNED AND PERPENDICULAR
Another day dawned:
Sun and I, paralleled and
and perpendicular:-
To others who are likewise,
Let us give God the praises:-
Oh
yes,
in the
dark of night~
just like the fireflies
flashing against a sky of black
with final elusive sparks that celebrate life's end ~
will illuminate my soul and still my heart, as death's adventure lifts me to the stars.
Fireflies glow, then they rise to die and procreate. My soul is reborn to meet new life
at Heaven's Gate- and waiting there- my eternal fate.
A dislodged leaf from dry tree floats away
in turbulent air across land fallow
with its lone life through the freedom archway,
evades the whirlpool of chaotic flow.
To a woodland it sets its course to fly,
soaking up the aura of sequined dust
splashing from the cauldron of sparkling sky
in dulcet dawn of sunburst color gust.
Plunged in the vortex of the tumult stream
my soul’s lone leaf wilts in disposition
for me to incite my senses to dream
in the serene shade of isolation.
Strolling in the woods of solitude swift
I discern the leaf of lost me adrift.
although attenuated by the ravages of time the crippled, old pine tree still stands sublime