Most Commented Allegory Poems (898)

As darkness unfolded the old home sighed

Once more another day has come and gone

In the bright light of the sun the eaves lied

But once more the house stood empty alone

No one seemed to notice that no one cared

In the daylight the fresh coat of paint shined

In the dark the rooms laid empty and bare

A home without life how cruel and unkind

The deception of two made into one

Leaving neither completely as a whole

No one lost and no one has really won

A diamond is just an old chunk of coal

Daylight has been summoned a house no more

From blind eyes it is a home as before

Sixty-four squares of black and white
they play the game throughout the night
He moves his bishop, she moves her knight
they are at war, their minds do fight

The game it started at half past eight
and to each this is the perfect date
while both of them cannot wait
to hear who will, first shout "mate"

The advantage swings from her to him
and back again, as light grows dim
he castles now on a whim
his prospects already looking grim

Losing his queen is bad indeed
her movement now is all but freed
his pieces picked off with great speed
the only choice is to concede

Her victory though does cause him pain
his manhood challenged, and finally slain
and what comes next is simply plain
let's set them up, and start again

Mask


They are worn
as a disguise or
to hide

To hide from the past
the shame that remains
the monster inside
the lies

To disguise
the pain that never
well change

When you find yourself lost in a crowd where seems like you don’t belong, you are simply different like water somehow, just different. The crowd wants to make you as them, but you cannot, simply that isn’t you.
So we fight our wars each in our world but connected in some way. Many memories, many stories, many lifes separated with walls.
As the crowd fought to change the water , that crazy thing stayed as firm as the ice on a ground. Why that change she always asked and no one had the answer , no one …
Slavery to principals, slavery to solid ground, slavery to reality long lost and buried, to much slavery.
Time to change, each one of us has some carma, the water changes, adapts to circumstances and brakes them if needed like ice does it.
The crowd and the water cannot ever understand each other like they talk on different languages or better said in different worlds with rules not acceptable for everyone at least not for the water. Now I understand the friend as he spoke of not understanding each other, God knows that wasn't understanding.
Grow in side, leap in side, fly inside, never let yourself down, make the choices no matter how hard, choice has to be made.
Write you wild as they call you, write as the wind goes over as the time passes, grow more wilder, grow inside and brake the rules that you haven’t made, never accept nothing except God and the light.
The water, the child of the light, of love, of harmony make the way free to reach peace, understanding, let your smile glow :)
You did it many times you can do it again.

I never understood the kind of magnetic field I hold within me
Our field … it’s like a magnetic field, somehow we attract some things, many things for and form different reasons, but what can hold us ???
What choices have I made long time ago ?
How that reflects on me now, on my surroundings ?
You were right my friend, I know, I admit it
We cannot live as one without the surroundings
The question is, how to understand the field around it self
To understand the things that stack to it
Is it weakness ? Or are the paths chosen in some other time and space
Somehow in same strange way I understand the connection with something
With the animal standing in front of my door long time ago
Than I was scared of it, the veins and the look
I never let the animal in the house
I made the right choice seventeen years ago and that thing now makes sense
All this space, is it all serendipity?
I don’t think so.
I’ve been searching for answers for years and they come so, so suddenly
I’ve got the answer to one question now, what about the other questions ????
Why am I here ? What’s the purpose of this old soul, old but so full of life, so full of joy, laughter
Why the need to write ? Why do we meet people in some way , why do we get a direction when we at least expect ??
The silence of the night, the birds out side, this peace I feel in … I write to you my Creator …
Why do I feel this peace now and trembling of what does waits me more, what choices have I made than … have I ended one circle ???
I think I have, I feel I have done that
And now … new path
This is what I am, no need to change just to learn till we reach the goal

I was dropped into the abyss
Of life's bewilderment..
I sunk deep into the rocks
And crevices of your
Sunken soul
The light and hope that
Once shown in
Your eyes had been
Banished by some
Devilish fate
And frail child that you
Are have been
Imprisoned a
Thousand miles
Below the land of
The living
Surely an eternal
Blanket of endless
Night shall claim
The last vestige
Of your joy
But a light shines
In the deepest black
Of hell
The hope that you
tasted in the
Innocence of your
Your youth shall be
Salvaged by the
Golden sword
Of life
You shall not
Bow your head
In the extinction
Of endless night
I pluck the the roses
Whose petals weep
I break the chains
Of of an impossible
Dream
I set them upon
A world kissed
By loves eternal
Comfort and joy
That can never
Be broken
Do not marvel
About such things
It matters little
That you understand
Rather, understand
That I will break the
Powers of darkness
To bring your sweet
Heart to the throne
Of an unspeakable
Joy
My darling child
The power of my
Love shall crush
The power of
The stars..
For you.

Cafe

Let Me Play >
In Your Garden
Where The Warm Lily Grows
Swollen In Time
Up Through The Moist Grass
Wet With Dew

DRAGON'S DOMAIN
Into the Dragon's domain
Did I and my loved ones
Stray one day
A foul beast it was
All fire and appetite
And an all-seeing eye
It marked my loved ones
One by one
Then consume them in its
Mouth of fire and abomination
Only I did survive intact
To tell the tale of that day
A tale that no one can believe
Or dares to believe is true
Better to mark a man like Cain
And the blame on him to place
One day I will return
To the Dragons lair
To face it once again
Like Beowulf resurrected
My axe and sword in my hands
As I face the beast anew
In the death fight that
Will take place that day
With my final strength
With my final strength
I will plunge my sword into
That fiery evil eye
And the Dragon will scream its last
As the filth of its life
Pools around my feet
And it shrivels and dies
No more friends and lovers to consume
Redemption for my imagined wrongs
And a tribute to Saint George

Tips for the searchers.

when I close my eyes i can hear the heart running as I swallow clouds of green relaxing tokelaxing getting a step on,


so many clouds of storm raining down stepping on fire don't call me a liar my feets on fire,


all your problems stacked at my door im gonna get rid of it sick of it your no jewel in the sky,

my soul it did not die them tears finally
dried and my heart it gradually died as I seen them lies in your eyes,

so I'm hitting the road two hands on the wheel and I'm driving until I can't drive no more until my body hits the floor of the morgue and you can visit me while my spirit's gone but all you'll see baby,


is the sun long gone,


cause I'm floating high in the sky,


talk to me now you ain't never flown,


so beat it,

and back seat check it,

to the limits no more,


as I pump these pedals on the floor.