Yourself Metaphor Poems | Examples

These Yourself Metaphor poems are examples of Metaphor poems about Yourself. These are the best examples of Metaphor Yourself poems written by international poets.


Premium MemberAnchor

So, am I pulling you down?
Or holding you in your place?
Sinking to a new low?
And keeping you locked in space?

Are you in need to move on?
Longing to drift in the breeze?
Catch yourself a new wave?
And get up off of your knees?

But why do you want to drift?
Just where do you want to roam?
Can’t you stay here with me?
And make this spot into home?

Is this thing not what I am?
Is this place not where we are?
I am keeping you safe…
No need to reach for a star…

One day you will let me go.
Into the depths I’ll descend.
And then you will move on.
Our time together will end.

But, while you’re sailing along,
With freedom as your new norm,
You will remember me,
Who kept you safe from the storm.


Premium MemberDoubt

Parading around like an emperor, how sad.
Just make it easy on yourself.
Has it ever crossed our brilliant mind?
I don’t want this.

Heir to the fortune.
Education, sports, the arts.
The top of every field.
I must always remain at the top.
That’s right, here and now I…
Must not lose.

It is only natural,
to take the world for my own.
I am the Ace, the emperor. 
Who do you think you’re talking to?
I won’t lose,
I absolutely cannot lose.

Warrior,
Kill.
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Premium MemberHades' Gate

A soul lost to infestation.
Those scars, a work of art drawn with a chainsaw.
Rise, gate to Hades.

Broken arrows lay upon collapsed ruins,
mile high trees covered with ash and snow.
Let yourself fall quietly asleep at the entrance.

Tombs of the ancestors tainted with silver tongues,
no more false prophets.
Blood and fire, rose color ruin. 

Destroy these walls with your echoes
with those beautiful screams, break it, smash it apart.
Vete al diablo.

Self destruction?
So, that is how you’ve chosen to end this battle.
That is not beautiful.

This so called Hades you saw
is nothing compared to what I have gone through,
living in a world of complete utter darkness.
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Premium MemberOF LIFE'S JOURNEY, DOUBT NOT

OF LIFE’S JOURNEY, DOUBT NOT

At birth, life’s journey is planned.
While there will be many tolls,
God’s GPS will guide you:-

Like Mary, don’t doubt;
God has purpose for you, too:
Believe in yourself:-

Destiny awaits:
With God navigating you,
Journey on in faith:-

Premium MemberAPROPOS OF GOD'S COMPASS: A TANKA TRIO

Be as the sun,
And doubt not the Son of God;
Your guiding compass:-
Divine guidance is your gift;
Praise God for each day’s dawning:-

After sleep, you wake,
There’s sunset and sunrise;
You’re guided between:
Always believe in yourself;
Always be in God’s guidance:-

Journey faithfully,
You are destined for success;
God is your compass:
When lost, sign in your compass
And be guided on your way:-


Premium MemberSPRING ANEW

Stop hating yourself;
prune away those evil thoughts:
new life blossoming:-

Premium MemberRiddle - Mar 29

I’m as a dare—If just you’ll come along,
and give my noble providence a shot,
seeing what boundless bounty might be got,
you’ll sing me a river, cry me a song.

So if you trust that I can do no wrong,
and yield yourself to untying this knot,
finding this vacant vessel full of thought,
you’ll sing me a river, cry me a song.

Another hint may here do well to tell:
I am music not written for the ear,
a painting—that I am—though not in view. 
Being seen, being heard, casting my spell,
I fascinate; this is my blissful sphere.
So know you now, which fancy sings to you?

Premium MemberTREASURE YOURSELF

TREASURE YOURSELF                                    s


Be in confidence,
Doubt not your God given gifts—
Treasure, nature, and share them:

Premium MemberThrow Yourself In

    Without a challenge life’s moribund
       nought to anticipate, not much fun 

    So, find a cause you believe in
       throw yourself in head-first
    Soon you’ll be hungry to quench your thirst

Premium MemberSea Glass

You were new and unguarded, 
Thoughtlessly discarded -  
You gave yourself for what? 
Broken and badly shaken, 
Used once and forsaken, 
You could only cut. 
A lifetime later, found, - 
Your sharp edges were round,  
Gorgeous as a pearl,  
A woman so diff'rent than 
One mistreated by a man - 
That shattered, sharp-edged girl. 
It must be a gripping tale. 
I wish to know each detail - 
How you became a queen. 
What happened, I'd like to know, 
But your beauty does not show
Those long years in-between.

Premium MemberLive In My Heart, Rent-Free

       Live in my heart, rent-free
           Now and forever more.
         Don't stay out in the cold; 
       Make yourself feel at home,
           For its as good as gold.

       Live in my heart, rent-free.
   Don't knock, just come right in
            To a place very safe,
           To a place you belong,
         To a heart that's fail safe.

        Live in my heart, rent-free.
          Flow into me, my sweet,
      Like most gentle of streams.
             My heart is a refuge;
It's where love's bright light gleams.

         Live in my heart, rent-free.
      There's enough room for you; 
          Stay as long as you wish!
         You possess the sole key;
       There, our love shall flourish.

Premium MemberBecoming the Light In the Dark

Make sure to ignite the lantern candle and light it well,
For you will need this same lantern as you pave your way through hell.
Use your own inner light to set yourself free of your hollow shell.

Premium MemberYour Choice

The ending for all of us inevitably will be the same The choices we make define how we played the game In my mind, poorly disguised is the edge Do we pull back or plunge over the ledge Indecision might well be a spinal The decision is nevertheless final You live your way, I'll live mine Possibly, it will all turn out fine In the beginning, we all start innocently without shame Lose yourself in the middle, there's no one else to blame

Premium MemberGod Connects Us With a Line-

There's a cord umbilical cord That reigns down from heaven It connected our hearts and souls Whatever you do; don't let Satan blind you Hold on to the line; Every letter of God's WORD Behold, beheld, witness and dwell Get connected to the line of God Connect yourself unto Christ

Premium MemberI Zombie, Part Xi: the Missing

The house is empty
Not a home now, just a house
Without you with me

Feels like a bad dream
From which I may not awake 
Forever it seems

Your chair is empty
Not there to sit next to me
Just me and TV

Perhaps you’ll come back
To be with me once again
After the attack

You might be yourself
Our house a home once again
Without Monster’s help

You’ll sleep by my side
I will keep you safe at night
All will be alright

The Doppelganger
The Zombie and the Monster
Will be no longer

The Daemon’s legions
Will be exercised for good
To nether regions

Love will conquer all
I will be with you always
I won’t let you fall

I know one thing true
We will fight together, but
It’s hard, missing you…

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