Most Liked Allegory Poems (898)

I felt her
in front of me
tiptoeing

through the trees
the breeze lifts the
leaves

ever so gently
her shoes make no
sound

on the ground
indentations flatten the
grass

so I know
she is not a
figment

of my mind
she feels gentle and
kind

mindful of the
path we walk
talking

is out of
the question
silence

gently touches the air
despair i now
feel

vibrating from her
crossroads we then
reach

inpressions of a finger
pointing
left

she goes right
into the damp
mist

forty years have
passed and I
walk

the same path
this day
looking

for a hint
of her
image.

The time and life of a bishop
Lay wasted and defeated in the land of Egypt
She lost her mind and her mission
To a petty little thief from Zion

Across the sea in a far distance
Vexed by a confused seer at this vision
How can this event come to be
when nothing logical could explain or be reason.

Isn't the bishop of that land a Man?
How could it be that he is now a Woman?
And why must a thief be in this?
What cosmic cause for this to happen?

A puzzle beyond comprehension
Why must this play come to the seer's attention?
A mystery to unravel from it's spin
A tale beyond the understanding of mere humans

Is this about a woman's love stricken?
O an epic battle of good versus evil
Who in this plot is the real villan?
The thief,bishop or gifted seer.

There is more to this than what is given
A twist to this tale I present to you
The seer you see was once the thief's lover!!!
And now I leave you guessing the start and ending

To this simple tale of the seer,thief and bishop saga untold ....

My latest poem is not my last,

I am complaisant but not complacent,

I am a bon vivant but not a non viveur,

Poets expresses in a peculiar way to a very particular group,

Meticulous is never scrupulous,careful nor painstaking,

One earth year and light year are identical,

Bullman horde is searching the ancient hoard,

An impracticable idea is not impracticable nor unpratical,

God's law is definite and his judgment is definitive,

There was continuous disruption on continual work,

A contemptible deal may receive a contemptuous answer,

A special request may be especially granted,

The premier made his premiere rally speech on the government political premise,

I will always think of you forever and keep you in my heart for ever,

We dangle in senseless motion
clinging to steel
and gurter bright
martini olives nod their heads now
the clouds outside the window inhale us
their puffy hands neglect our careful thoughts
the pastries smell stale my senses
so that i cannot recall
my name and assigned seat
when the cabin dips
my mouth flies open like a fish
above while roaring waves resist
we read, we watch, we eat despair
unatural beings in the supernatural
clinging to the earth from air
We must not gasp
for it is better
to watch the great wings peel neat as foil
table tops and vomit bags intact
the hostess will organize our fears

A bumper sticker reads: Don’t believe everything you Think. Gradually we come to know who and what holds the cards in this game... First of all, she does. A woman’s intuition, belief and persistence is why humankind moves along the course it does. Society evolves from tribes, electricity from torches, community from hierarchy, and Love from proliferation. All the Arts combined, invention and marvels, pages through history attribute to her determined wish.

Quiet reminders appear every day. Her world does not hang in precarious balance. Everything tangible forms a collective, whether gravel in a pile, or brows above the eyes. With tolerance shown for insults from behind, pardon throws a rope to those mired in their own quicksand. Time and motion press the sails, that together we embark and attest all these:

She thrives on newness, the freshness arises ahead the sun each day. It’s certainly not about what’s settled for, neither any justice waiting year upon year, waiting for the ideal script. New brooms sweep clean, then also must she; dispenses with regrets and clutter long past. It’s about to-do's in the now of today, whether alone or together a couple. Invest in her and she shall double the return. No rocket science, but resounds within hope and romance. Afforded sanctuary regardless of social status.

The Sovereign Seal on the scroll reveals that You are loved prior to any one like myself having said; before disbelief had set in. So too with succinct melodies accompanying streams of consciousness. They combine to proclaim the instant new miracles come to be. It is true that your voice effervesces with music, so beautiful to say. And why not include that ancient orb of benevolence, that slow rolling silvery moon. Patrols the neighborhood this side of the stars, and not some distant nebulae. That vast overstretch, apex to horizon, ever yours gathered forth in a sampling.

Any man can spot the silhouette of a woman a mile and a half away. And because hers is cast from things lovely and bright, his gets thereby shaken. His will translate to items at hand, hers the adorn of Creation. Indomitable mystique inherent the feminine entity. Most of that he thinks he knows account less than a stitch and hem. It is the here and now of my own perplex, speak into the vacuum, weak at the knees, while she remains fixed on her tapestry, continues looping the fibers, continues while softly singing.

So now when you say there is much more to her than meets the eye, you can say it with a bit more conviction.

One day I'll put my poems in proper order -
Until then, you must now bear with me.
Making sense of my life's general disorder
And to write on until I become free.
The stories that I paint with my words were
At one time true - as you will come to see.
Bit by bit, by means of each digression -
Compose the whole (in full) my life's confession.

The World these days is not in proper shape -
The basic fact there are too many people.
Too many souls for destiny to rape
As we gather like timid mice beneath the steeple.
The wine is spill'd from life's fermenting grape
To blast the Godhead with this heady tipple
Which lays us to ruin, and from whence -
We call this our life's experience.

And these experiences I now gather -
Each is a little vignette of its own.
Read them all (or none) if you'd rather -
It's something that I never will disown.
I'm proud of my verse - I am the father
Of all I write and gather like a gown
About me as a blanket - woven stars
Poetry's not a prison - rhymes not bars.




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oneline now!
Hope I catch you
Before your seven
O'clock date
Hope you've considered
Your possible fate
Hope you see, you might
Be the bait
Hope you cautiously
Walk through his gate
Hope you get this
Before it's to late..

You were sleeping in the meadow
When I cupped your cheek to
Awaken you
The valley has been deep
And the rivers wide on
Your weary soul
You have little knowledge
Of the powers that
Bind your soul
But leave that to
The hand of your
Maker who can
Still the storm
Within
You want to fade
Away in this
Meadow of
Dreams
But I only awake
You to tell you
The battle is
Not yet finished
You have strength
To offer to the
Weary of heart
To those about
To faint for fear
Of what's coming
On the world
Just a little while
My sweet child
Gird yourself
For one more
Battle
The trumpet is
About to sound
And your weary
Heart shall fight
The enemy of
Love once more
Then heaven will
Recieve your shield
Of valor
And..
Pain shall be
No more.

Cafe

Greetings to all you cosmic star travelers..
I've been elected by the human race
To communicate with your starship
Commander
You've been observing our race
For some 2 billion years now
I mean, what's the deal?
Aren't our cheeseburgers
Good enough for you cats?
Are you ashamed that
We still have to use
Toilet paper?
Chill out cosmic dude
We did come up
With E=mc 2
I mean, we're doin'
All the work
Give us an intergalactic
Break!
I snivel in earthling tears
As I write this spacetime
Lament
What did we ever do
To you?
If you're so advanced
Why didn't you help
Us throw Richard Nixon
Out of office on the
First day?
It's true.. we were spawned
In the Paleolithic period
And we are Homosapien
Erectus Billy Smith
For 250 million years
We laid back on a
Lilly pad in some
Swamp soup
We were evolutions
LSD trip
A million years from
Then some guy stood
Up and got h*rney
He realized at that
Moment he had a
p*nis and then the
Whole world was
Populated with a
Female of a different
Species

Five minutes later
We invented the
Cell phone but none
Of you crazy fools
Would answer the
Phone
You bastards!
It's not my fault!
I was only emptying
The trash when
You called
I do wish you would
Land someday
Give us your point
Of view..
Or is that politically
Incorrect?
Well, screw your
Technology
And all your Milky
Way politics
I have to use
The bathroom and
I have no toilet
Paper
Would you care to
Join me for
Dinner? Lol.

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