Tags : metaphor

Fond

Fond

A Poem by Maddog


Fond is a tricky word, but it reminded me of you. And I am partial to you when I write poems. Poetry allows me to be romantic, which is ..
Consumed

Consumed

A Story by Kyle Joaquim


A display of style with a subtle metaphor.
Raindrops

Raindrops

A Poem by Anon214


Emotional description of heart break
Swimming Lessons

Swimming Lessons

A Poem by flowetry07


Swimming Lessons I found myself Floating in the abyss, wafting in the ripples of your love, drifting on the tasteof your tongue An..
A Return to Silence

A Return to Silence

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz


Mum is the word
An Ode to a Flower

An Ode to a Flower

A Poem by Emi


Sometimes I write poetry about exes, even if I'm okay.
Tethis

Tethis

A Poem by Genevieve Glynn-Reeves


A simple prose poem about the nature of love, drowning and always being just a little too much.
Paper Sailboat (Odyssey): Part I

Paper Sailboat (Odyssey): Part I

A Poem by Buffalo Nichols


Hours spent folding to formunbreachable, unsinkablea paper-made sailboat to explorethe seven seasAt first it seemedit might never leave shore,pummeled..
Love Me As If

Love Me As If

A Poem by Tiarra Lynn


Hold my hand,lace our fingers like ribbon.Hold me tight,Like a rope to an anchor.Kiss me tenderly,Like the sunlight to water.Love me fiercely,as if we..
Urge

Urge

A Poem by johnnyqueer


Sensation returned to limbs I made numb, Supply rushing in to nurture the ligatures. Anxiety builds like a Lincoln log tower, Casually waiting for..
The Silent Songbird

The Silent Songbird

A Poem by Hannah Morgan


The morning concert I hear every day from my window inspired this piece.
Winter

Winter

A Story by Bera PT


An intricate metaphor.
Birth

Birth

A Story by Sebastian Romero


He thinks of himself dead, alone, unlovable. But what he discovers about himself in that weekend with his friends is bound to change his life and his ..
Tattoos

Tattoos

A Poem by Taal Seth


when i was younger, the prospect of having words or visuals inked on my body, engraved into my skin like the years of a life on a tombstone repulsed m..
776

776

A Story by smear


But my need, like time too, shall pass.
Mosquitoes

Mosquitoes

A Poem by gabiaimee


His kisses are mosquitoes on my skin, drawing outward the life from within the narrowest of my veins,leaving behind an itch,a hunger for him, an unbea..