Love Poems About Analogy or Analogy Love Poems
by Daniel Turner |
Categories: analogy, life,

When We Were Young

When we were young we loved our fairy tales
A frog could  be a prince with just one kiss
Each cloud, a boat where dreamers could set sail
Imagination was the great abyss

Too soon we grew and lost our innocence
Found out that swords are never pulled from stones
That dreams come true but only with expense 
And happy ever after's come and gone

Yet some of us still wish upon a star
Believe that rainbows come with pots of gold
Reality is life for most comes hard
And love like water runs both hot and cold

Like you I wish that fairy tales came true
But grown ups know they very seldom do



   by Daniel Turner

by Gregory Richard Barden |
Categories: analogy,

curvaceous

my fingertips
touch ...
tender, but with melodic intent
you tremble
just SO ...
and sigh sweetly
the delightful answer
to my questioning hands
a gentle press ...
your supple curves against me
fitting me like dovetail
your quivers ...
soft-thrumming my flesh
matching your moans
the hushing pulse of your body
urges me on ...
your swan-like neck
satin beneath my hot palm
as it moves lower
pressing ...
deft digits dancing across you
like a wild Spaniard
we are ... one
our purpose, the same
oh, sing to me now
let my passion be your cry
let our lullabies of love and desire
move souls ...
and ache hearts
my beloved ...
guitar.







by White Wolf |
Categories: analogy, joy, love,

Finding Love:

Such lovely lilac and crimson tones, As a rainbow of colours fill the sky, Radiant and beautiful soothes my bones, Takes me above the clouds so far and high. Captured in a moment of total bliss, Wondering all the time what is life for? Suspended in awe like a lover’s kiss, Never felt like this to my very core. Love all around and it's time I was found, Beauty everywhere can't you see her smile, Smiling at you and smiling all around, It's time you gave love a chance for awhile. But leave me above the clouds, here I'll stay, I have found love in a different way. /|\ (Ten syllables per line) 31~10~16


by Silent One |
Categories: analogy, perspective, philosophy,

Falling


At first 
love floats like a snowflake,
until it melts in your hand.

Then it falls,
like an Autumn leaf,
eventually swept away in the breeze.

Sometimes love offers mercy,
like April showers to rose petals,
but no rain can save from decay.

Love wants to be free like a kite,
flying colourfully in bright blue skies,
but grey clouds ruin its flight.

One day love will descend like sunset.
Maybe we are born to fall -
but love will always ascend again like sunrise.

by Silent One |
Categories: analogy, lost love, love hurts,

Gone

she was a caterpillar, i her cocoon she was the music i her dance she was the rose i her thorns she was lost among the stars i showed her the moon i drifted like a tepid breeze but she was lost in the storm she was right i was not wrong she lit the fire i burned like hell

by Sandra Adams |
Categories: analogy, flower, love, rose,

A Wilted Rose-Lei

is love to be a wilted rose
to fade beneath the winter snows

to pierce itself with its own thorn
its beauty hide in death to mourn

i watch it bloom from tiny seeds
a spark of lust from passion bleeds

unfold itself within a kiss
then fade within the dying bliss

December 30, 2019

by Silent One |
Categories: analogy, angst, poetry,

Petal Soul


My heart resembles the fragility of a petal.
Blossoming behind metaphors within poetry.
The beauty is in the grandeur of their silence.

I portray my words for you to study my silence,
but you seem blind to how I'm wilting like a petal.
You always seem to believe it's the art of poetry.

Would you still love me if I stopped writing poetry.
Could you comprehend my timid tongue's silence,
so I bloom in your garden as an evergreen petal.

Seek my petal soul in poetry, beyond the silence.

by Greg Gaul |
Categories: adventure, allegory, analogy, death, destiny, dream, philosophy,

Droplet

Little droplet
your time is near,
never fear,
be part of it.

Fall into the great ocean
your conscious way,
unconscious stay,
Nature's final notion.

Lean back
let it go,
it happens so,
embrace the black.

Droplet make a tiny splash.
Whisper in your Bardo ear,
till you're no longer here,
and flesh turns to simple ash.

So sleep little droplet,
how sweet the dew.
To love it and live it
and to start anew.

by I Am Anaya |
Categories: analogy, how i feel, new year,

Wishes


“Wishes”

The things  we wish to change 
remain the same

~Sans love

there is no chance of 
meaningful change

~Sans wisdom

it's inconceivable,
our intelligence proves futile
to our survival

~Sans the Guru’s 

they can’t steal our virtue
then sell it back to us

Seek, 
for the answers within

~Sans change

we shan’t flourish through time



“You only live once, but if you do it right,
once is enough”—Mae West


Happy New Year -2024

I Am Anaya
I Am Milo ,”)







by Anil Deo |
Categories: analogy, art, history, love, voice, wisdom, words,

Poetry of Love

Many march into a new month
Themes as old as winters warmth -
Love that is, no matter the weather
Poets write to heal, feel, reveal other
Ways to taste words, kiss reality
"Witnessing" not judging, that's poetry

by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Nearly Dearly and Still Sincerely

Nearly Dearly and Still Sincerely

Was almost sudden true love nearly,
Yet still to death did love her dearly,
Then in a grove,
Found treasure trove,
Simply, apparently and so sincerely.

Jim Horn

by Charlie Smith |
Categories: analogy, fear,

Fear of Fear

Let leave this uncontented mind
     That clings to hate for fear of change
     Such pain of sight that keeps me blind
     When light to dawn could be as strange

     As fear of loss renounces love
     So dreams are stilled before their due
     My relevance is to rise above
     With heart to bravely live life true...

     02/21/2017

by Silent One |
Categories: analogy,

Free to Express

Imagine the sun shone in rays of red,
sparkling in saffron skies with clouds of bronze.
If it was maroon would you love the moon?
If midnight was beige would you go to bed?
An artist's mind should be free to express.
Use their canvas to show confetti bled.
Ignore those who claim stars are not lilac.
Create pink rain, as orchid puddles spread,
around silver sparrows and golden swans.
Would you love the moon if it was maroon?
Let your muse weave patterns with vibrant thread.

by Gregory Richard Barden |
Categories: analogy, introspection, life, wisdom,

blind time -

I …

spent my
wild young life
always looking ahead
to the brightness
so much so
that I couldn’t see
the bounty I held -
the joy, the blessings
family … love
now -
I spend most time
looking back
because of how much
I’ve lost
to the darkness …
so much so
that I’m losing sight
of all that I have
and all that
STILL …

could be.








Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden, August 17, 2023


by Sotto Poet |
Categories: analogy, appreciation, garden, longing,

It Happened On a Misty Morning

Written: September 17, 2023 It Happened On A Misty Morning Sponsored by: Charles Messina _______________________________________________________________ Wettened by the mornings dew Closely spaced where rows of roses grew Footprints stained the cobblestone Where my love and I had walked, alone A garden bloomed in vibrant hues In their fragrant splendor, love imbued Each petal held a whispered word Of promises made and love assured

by Sotto Poet |
Categories: age, analogy, appreciation, change, death, family,

Expired Embers

Written: September 12, 2023 _______________________________________________________________ Sunsets Paint the Sky Embracing flames of loved ones~ Memories aglow. Shared dawning vibrant Now distant, yet remembered~ Love never fades out Sultry afternoons, zest height turns to modest warmth~ Winter's smooth embrace Awaiting midnight Living among sunsets' glow~ Embrace memories

by Cameron Hartley |
Categories: analogy, i love you, love, ocean, passion, sea, simile,

Love You Like the Sea

I'll love you like the ocean
I'll love you like the sea

I'll caress you like the salty breeze
Does caress those white-capped crests
I'll embrace you as the breaking waves
Embrace the shore with zest

I'll kiss you like the rising sun
Does kiss the sea at dawn
I'll call you like the sea bird sang
With passion, again and again

I'll raise you like the morning mist
That joins the sea to sky
I'll move you like the pale, round moon
Does move the pounding tide

I'll push you like the summer storm
That brings the sea to life
And even as in you I drown
Never did breathless trepidation feel so right

I'll love you like the ocean
I'll love you like the sea

by Isaiah Zerbst |
Categories: analogy, innocence, romance, rose, youth,

My Juliet

Thou art to me the fairest crimson rose,
A tender bloom with dawn's first colour gilt;
Yet ev'ry flow'r in mortal clime that grows,
Is here for but a time, and then does wilt.
By all I e'er held dear, I now aver,
That though a rose may wilt, yet still 'tis sweet;
I only hope a place I could secure
In fondest adoration at thy feet.
For fairness found in form and face will fail,
But that within the heart may shine undimmed;
Though nothing for youth's beauty may avail,
A heart with golden deeds may yet be rimmed.
My Juliet, in truth I do declare,
I love thee not for youthful beauty fair.

by Paige Clinton |
Categories: analogy, boyfriend, break up, deep, desire, emotions,

Call Me What You Want: Rap

Call me stupid
I don’t really care
I’ve been there before
Call me reckless
It doesn’t bother me 
It makes me feel free
So, Why don’t you pull out a dictionary
Look up all the words you’d use to describe me
I bet they aren’t pretty
I bet they’re pretty cold
But so are you baby...

You’re inconsiderate
Practically illiterate 
You’re obsessed with your looks 
Because of your arrogance
You’re uncreative 
So overrated
It’s like every damn thing I do
You always disapprove
Call that controlling 
Baby I’m trolling
You think you your so attractive
With your lack of compassion?
What happened to chivalry?
You think your so sexy?
You’re full of desire
But you set love on fire

by Audrey Haick |
Categories: analogy, betrayal, hope, love,

So She Broke Your Heart

So she broke your heart and bled you
left you to drown in dark waters
of melancholia that has kept you entombed 
so long within its frozen grasp 

So she broke your heart and bled you
left you lost in the forest of disenchantment…
stripped your soul like the northern winds
that strip bare the sturdy oaks

So she broke your heart and bled you
tossed you to the Ninth level of Hades
where your heart has lain in fragments
where your hopes appear like fallen ashes

So she broke your heart and bled you
never look back to what has been
we’re both needing resurrection
Now let love stake its claim 
~*~
9/25/13

by Gene Bourne |
Categories: analogy, assonance, character, desire, feelings, longing,

I Will Wait

I composed a song version of this poem with different lyrics but the same "beat".
When you see three "dots" ...  pause for a second.


All it took...
Was your hand caress my neck...
As you passed.

Or a word...
Of affection, not some play...
You were cast.

No gifts... to please,
No wants... appeased.
So few... the signs,
Your eyes... were mine.

We create...
What we wished was truly there...
When it's not.

No ones fault...
She can't be the fantasy...
You had sought.

True romance...
Only happens when 
Two hearts have
Joined as one...

Until then...
I will wait for 
Love to come. 


Gene Bourne
06-10-14



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by Paloma P |
Categories: allegory, analogy, drink, funny love, humorous, hyperbole, romance,

Essential Spirits

She was like Bordeaux,
a tall drink of spirit
He was more a hopped
pale lager like Pilsner, 
both gorgeous and
super gingered flavors,
although clashing mid
respective savored aplomb,
one so refined the other
rowdy after hours,
yet they complimented
each other in the way
they blended their
drunken demeanors, 
intoxicated by mere
existence of nature's
essential complexities

by L. J. Carber |
Categories: analogy, beauty, celebration, love, wisdom,

When Flowers Die

When flowers die, 
they die slowly-
edge by edge 
the petals curl,
still, silently, 
without complaint....

Unlike us,
cut flowers 
should be let go before 
the first tinge of death 
while they are yet 
radiant in deepest color.

We humans, however, 
must stay alive long,
long past our first bloom--
till we have crinkled and 
brutishly browned from 
the excesses of time.

Yet we have 
what flowers have not: 
our love for them 
dies with them 
while our love 
for our beloved blooms
ever more resplendent 
with the long years, 
lasting past the fading, 
lasting past even death itself....

by Gregory Richard Barden |
Categories: age, analogy, heartbreak, lost love, memory, soulmate, time,

A Walk In Solitude

The summer sand beneath my feet,

                    Now cooling with the twilight blush,

          Is time's reminder, rough and sweet,

                              Of when we found our tender crush ...



This lonesome beach where, long ago,

                    We loved 'neath towels, raw and slow,

          And pledged that one, we'd always be ...

                              Now swept, with years ... far out to sea.






~ 2nd Place ~  in the "For Your Poetry Journal" Poetry Contest, Dear Heart aka Broken Wings, Judge & Sponsor.

by Winged Warrior |
Categories: analogy, deep, feelings, loss,

Fully Booked 1

Seduced by the selective solitudes...I pick one
I chose the 100th... amongst the sacrificial setting sun
Frost filled frozen forests...forever frowning
As my breath spreads thru the vastness...forever drowning

Tic toc tic toc...my thoughts trapped in an elliptical time
100 years of solitude... panegyrical punishment for my crime

What am I guilty of?...daring to...Love!


TITLES OF NOVELS - Poetry Contest
By nette onclaud
One Hundred Years Of Solitude ( Gabriel Marquez Garcia)
June.10.2016

My form...a mixture of alliteration, rhyme and free verse.
Rhyme scheme aabb,cc,...d