Metaphor Poems
Interim
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
The room is full of you!—As I came in
And closed the door behind me, all at once
A something in the air, intangible,
Yet stiff with meaning, struck my senses sick!—
Sharp, unfamiliar odors have destroyed
Each other room's dear personality.
The heavy scent of damp, funereal flowers,—
The very essence, hush-distilled, of Death—
Has strangled that habitual breath of home
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A Fruitful Fusion
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
I was aspiring to be a professional dancer, which had long been my dream,
As rogue planets head out on their own, from the stars that reign supreme.
I was awash in unbounded enthusiasm, like yellow sunshine's fresh sheen,
Or premier, perennial days of springtime, the time all is budding and green.
But, despite my unfailing readiness, I had a likely insurmountable problem,
In the fact that my dancing was mediocre, artless to the beat of the drum.
Though this was somewhat discouraging, I continued practicing and trying,
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Before you pour
by Aditi Hayaran
Empty glasses everywhere,
Everyone's in despair.
You're the soul, kind and warm,
Comforting ones who experienced harm, Emptying yourself for others' sake,
The comforting shield you make,
Getting hurt while trying to heal,
For others, neglecting how you feel.
Before you want to help more,
You need to fill your glass before you pour.
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Beauty
by Mathilde Blind
Even as on some black background full of night
And hollow storm in cloudy disarray,
The forceful brush of some great master may
More brilliantly evoke a higher light;
So beautiful, so delicately white,
So like a very metaphor of May,
Your loveliness on my life's sombre grey
In its perfection stands out doubly bright.
And yet your beauty breeds a strange despair,
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The Gardener of a Plant
by Aditi Hayaran
You trusted the plant for its beautiful blooms,
But I'm the one who loved its thorns, who faced it's dooms.
You may have nurtured it, but I gave it my life's blood,
I loved it even when surrounded by a vibrant flora's world.
You may not have ignored it, that's true,
But can you protect it from winds wild and new?
You desired the blossoms, I embraced the fall,
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Before you pour
by Aditi Hayaran
Empty glasses everywhere,
Everyone's in despair.
You're the soul, kind and warm,
Comforting ones who experienced harm, Emptying yourself for others' sake,
The comforting shield you make,
Getting hurt while trying to heal,
For others, neglecting how you feel.
Before you want to help more,
You need to fill your glass before you pour.
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"Broken Promise, Withered Growth"
by Aditi Hayaran
In the flower pot we had,
We planted a seed.
We'll take care of it, we promised,
We'll provide its every need.
It germinated soon;
As the seedling started to glow,
The sweetness flooded,
Without anything restricting it's flow.
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The Gardener of a Plant
by Aditi Hayaran
You trusted the plant for its beautiful blooms,
But I'm the one who loved its thorns, who faced it's dooms.
You may have nurtured it, but I gave it my life's blood,
I loved it even when surrounded by a vibrant flora's world.
You may not have ignored it, that's true,
But can you protect it from winds wild and new?
You desired the blossoms, I embraced the fall,
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My metaphor - Sanja Atanasovska, North Macedonia
by Sanja Atanasovska
My metaphor – a robber who takes hostages,
a free picnic in nature,
a tent that can be placed
between two encyclopedia covers,
a rainforest with giant lungs,
my metaphor – a pharmacy with medicines
for all possible diseases,
a simultaneous translation booth,
a noblewoman who waltzes
with even and odd numbers,
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Ribbons
by Nora La King
They are pulled from me;
Stretched, knotted, and
Burned in a fireplace
Where trust and human emotions,
Are turned to blackened ash
I am left an empty roll.
The ribbons of my feelings,
Manhandled, manipulated
Mitigated, and misunderstood.
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