People have used metaphors since the birth of mankind. Metaphors are a way to get around censorship as well as to help us see truths that we may not be able to face if they were stated plainly. It is a way to accentuate beauty as well as pain through this medium of the unstated comparison. When you are reading an appropriate metaphor you are immediately drawn between the truth of the comparison that is being alluded to. The ability to understand metaphoric language opens the key to poetry of tremendous beauty.
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A sharpened dagger stabbed in his heart,
Ripping in two, ripping apart.
It took only a few words, but her words cut him deep,
Stealing emotions, making him weak.
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Stand tall, oh mighty oak, for all the world to see.
Your strength and undying beauty forever amazes me.
Though storm clouds hover above you,
Your branches span the sky
This poem has greatly touched me. The poet has a firm faith in his father, which every son ought to have. A father is the center point for a son's life. To have faith in him and live the life...
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Grand oak
A majestic figure
Always standing straight
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If I were a Rose painted black,
would you cast me aside
like blackened, burnt rice?
Would my color tarnish my sweet smell?
This was a very true poem! I love the meaning, and it really brings out the idea of discrimination by color and how bad it is. I love it!
Analysis of Form and Technique
I am one of many
Small branches of a broken tree,
Always looking to the ones above
For guidance, strength and security.
I was really moved by this poem. I have felt this way for many years when it comes to my mom and stepdad. In a crazy way, this poem gave me strength and motivation. I just want to thank you....
I look in the mirror at the beginning of each day, and ask myself what mask should I place on my face today.
No not the sad one it's too revealing, I don't want to show the world my true feelings.
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The mask poem is so real. I believe it's with every one on the face of the earth, except a child!
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In a dusty, dark corner of a very old house,
sits the tall, wooden worn out clock.
It has seen its share of memories and pain,
keeping perfect time with a tick and a tock.
Love is a walk in the rain at night,
Two hands holding onto each other tight;
Love is honey on a pair of lips,
Onto a tender heart it drips;
I honestly really like both of the poems you have written. They are beautiful and have such meaning behind them, so much that every sentence strikes my heart and seeps into my soul. Your...
The sun went away
The sky went black
Up came the wind
I fell on my back...
A little egg under her mother's wings.
Yet to be born into the world of things.
A crack and a pop out she came.
Yes it touches to my heart.
As we are the parents who do this for our children to make them strongest on earth.
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