"symbolises" poems
Life is like a pizza. You crave for a larger one, thinking that you're hungry enough to finish everything yourself. That's like yourself 10 years ago, wanting to become an adult. Now that you're halfway there, all you want to do is go back to being a kid. Sometimes the pizza is too hot, and you've got to wait for it to settle down before shoving it down your throat. The same way, life gets a little rough sometimes, so you sit and wait impatiently, till it gets better. Sometimes, the pizza's too cold. So you heat it up a little. The same way, life gets a little boring sometimes. So you get yourself involved in **** that doesn't necessarily need your attention, under the name of "you only live once". Some pizza toppings are pushed away, because you don't like how it tastes. The same way, you neglect people just because you don't like them. On the other hand, you can't get enough of some pizza toppings. They're too good to stop eating. Those are like family and best friends, you just can't stay away. Although sometimes too much of the same topping makes you want to throw up, you order it the next time anyway, just because you like it. All said and done, at the end of the day, you finish the pizza. That's like death. You really wish there was more pizza, but there's just no more. Sometimes, there's too much, you throw it away. That symbolises suicide. When there's too much to deal with, and you just end it. The only difference is, you can always order another box of pizza, but you can't order another box of life.
May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 8:09 AM UTC
The streets of Paris -
the long walks
in the drizzle of rain
the lamp posts
and the ornate structures
are not quite as beautiful
when you're holding
her hand.
No Eiffel tower
can tell you
how much I love you
The warm waft
of a croissant
is not enough
even when washed down
with hot chocolate
to take away
this bitter taste.
The Pont de l'Archeveche,
the love lock bridge.
they say the padlock
symbolises eternal love
throwing the key
into the river
binds us
everlasting.
But just like the key
you are gone
forever.
Feb 4, 2014
Feb 4, 2014 at 8:38 AM UTC
I wish I caught chickenpox two months and two weeks ago.
Who would have imagined the painful discomfort,
to have a direct correlation with remodelling my rationality.
Even after a speedy recovery and two weeks later, the scars
on my otherwise genetically-blessed-clear-face, and all over
my rather well shaped body symbolises a deep story.
Life is not worth wasting on those who don't care enough.
As insomnia struck night after night, mixing thoughts with
nightmares and episodes of Vampire Diaries excessively
watched through out the day on a laptop balanced on my
torso as I laid on my sick bed, I had plenty of time to think.
I thought about how Mr. X only contacts me when he
needs comfort, solace, assurance, care, all on his terms.
Mr. Y, only to gloat how he just had *** or if he needed
an ego boost, and he stopped texting all together long ago.
Mr. Z, who I thought was going too well to be true bailed
after our first date got cancelled due to me catching the pox.
All in all at every stage in my life for the past decade,
I have wasted my time on a Mr. Wrong and it's pathetic.
Apart from having a date on Valantine's day, making out,
endless string of inspiration to write shallow poetry,
I have gained nothing but heart break and sad memories.
The one time my mother would quote Beyonce to say,
they all turned out to be the best thing I never had.
Nov 19, 2012
Nov 19, 2012 at 8:03 PM UTC
"But I don't want to die." said a tiny young girl, tearfully.
"You don’t die, not really,
There's another life afterwards, a better life,
Just waiting for you.
You'll be able to see Nanny again,
When you're up in heaven." replied her Mother at once, comforting her.
How do you escape death?
Truth is, you can't.
It's the only guarantee of life,
The only certainty.
Inevitable.
Humans try to conquer their fear of death
By painting wonderful mental pictures,
Creating a mirage of white lies,
Of reassurance.
Hoping,
Convincing themselves that there's a better life.
Dreaming of heaven;
Clear blue skies,
Songbirds chirping harmoniously
From dawn until dusk,
Rewards for good behaviour,
for those deemed obedient enough.
Paradise.
But realistic?
I'll leave that for you to decide.
Heaven symbolises the escape from the fear of dying.
An attempt to comfort,
To put minds at rest.
Religion:
Created to make people feel less frightened, and
followed by those scared of death,
scared of the unknown.
Jun 13, 2013
Jun 13, 2013 at 7:14 AM UTC
Amidst a field of grass
There was a single rose
It was not just any rose
It was the one she love the most
-----
*He pulled it out from nowhere
And presented it in front of her
A single white rose
"Why white?"
She asked
"Because a white rose symbolises us."
He said
She tilted her head in confusion
Not knowing what it meant
"We are meant for each other, my love."
He caresses her cheek gently
"That's why."*
-----
From that day on
He remained her one and only
White rose
Apr 6, 2017
Apr 6, 2017 at 10:17 AM UTC
*Be the kind of person who sympathises,
Help relieve stress - try to minimise it.
Lend an ear, say a kind word -
Regardless of what others say,
Or what you've heard.
Be "The Hope" on a cloudy day,
Be "The Light" - guide the way.
Be the kind of person who empathises,
Be all that "Peace" truly symbolises.
By Lady R.F. (C)2018*
Feb 7, 2018
Feb 7, 2018 at 7:11 PM UTC
Every year on 26th January I turn on my TV at 8
To watch our soldiers marching, planes gliding and tanks rolling through India Gate
Watching these soldiers march in their handsome uniforms makes me extremely proud
And on this day we also mourn the losses of people who, for the Nation, wore the shroud
This day, unlike others, isn’t just a holiday for me
It symbolises the day when, from British rule, we finally broke free
The sacrifice and struggle that Indians went through then were huge
In their own country, they couldn’t be a refuge
Jawaharlal Nehru, Mahatma Gandhi, Subhash Chandra Bose were a few who fought for our country and shot to fame
But what about the thousand others who sacrificed their entire lives, but we still don’t know their name!
Do you know why 26th January 1950 was the chosen date?
Because exactly 20 years on the same date the INC proclaimed the Declaration of Independence after winning the debate!
This day celebrates the coming into force of India’s constitution
This is the world’s largest document and respects every institution
But after all these years is India still an independent republic
Or is it a monarch hiding in the skins of general public?
Jan 26, 2014
Jan 26, 2014 at 7:34 AM UTC
Sometimes I look up to the sky and have a longing to propel myself outwards amongst the stars and planets and fragments of dust that cling together in desperation, attempting to create some planetary mass that someone, somewhere, might one day call their home.
The earth looks on. We go about our lives, venturing to her highest peaks and trekking across the open plains. We cultivate crops in the soil and celebrate when the rains flow from the skies and into the rivers and streams and taps and glasses on the dinner tables of business men and dying veterans, and the child who laughs at the forming of the rainbow, that symbolises the unavoidable end of this dream that we have grown so comfortable with.
The earth looks on and is indifferent. We gouge away, we poison, we pollute and we pillage the lands, and expect to fill that void within us. Destroying the very planet that has given us birth so that we might find ourselves, find our way. Yet the more we gouge and poison and pollute and pillage, the further away from this idealised end do we find ourselves. For we do not only destroy the earth; we destroy ourselves. A drop of poison in the ocean is but one more in our cup. As we pollute the skies, so do our minds become clouded and our vision becomes obscured by the continually evolving chaos we find ourselves in, and we double and triple our efforts to maintain order so that we might fill that ever present void.
Should one look to the stars or the depths of his mind to find that which he seeks? The deeper we dig, the higher the towers rise above our heads. One cannot stand on a mountain top and deny the existence of the stream that flows effortlessly through the valley. Swim amongst the clouds and glide with the raindrops and rainbows will make their homes amongst you.
Sep 11, 2012
Sep 11, 2012 at 6:54 PM UTC
The fool by the window
Who’s too emasculated to be alleviated
Who lives by the shadow
With no one noticing what he has initiated
The fool by the window
who’s very elated of a single scintilla
Who symbolises a ******
Who feels as dumb as a chinchilla
The fool by the window
Who only needs a listening ear
But keeps himself alone
Because he believes no one is to be trusted near.
Oct 1, 2016
Oct 1, 2016 at 12:31 PM UTC
Like expensive perfumes
That make Kings and Queens
Have the scent of royalty
You have colonised me with your intoxicating fragrance.
Just as the presence of the unicorn makes a rainbow
And its beauty leaves lasting memories,
You have made a road map
That always makes me admire you in silvered mirror.
Like diamonds and gold, so precious and important
you are more important than the blood that runs through my veins
The fountain, lamb and ivory
Symbolises purity and hope,
You have become my symbol of life.
Just like the stars that twinkle radiantly
And the sun shines glamorously,
So your eyes is like that of an angel
Making me to ask myself if your father is God.
Just like Grimhilde in Snow White who asked the mirror,
"Who is the fairest of them all?"
I ask my mirror,
If I am legible to enamour in your beauty.
They say true beauty comes
From the inside
But your the symbol and definition of true beauty,
mon coeur bat.
Jan 1, 2019
Jan 1, 2019 at 4:19 AM UTC
Isn't the sunrise lovely:
"I still love you, but I won’t hold you back."
It captures that quiet ache of letting go with grace. The sunrise here symbolises acceptance, the start of a day without them, and the painful beauty of moving forward.
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We were talking, we were laughing,
We walked down the street together,
Looked up at the sky, shining,
Isn't the moon lovely, my forever?
It's hard to keep love a secret, for sure,
Yet I chose not to tell your eyes divine,
For your worth is inestimable, mon amour,
I'm dying to hold your hands and call you mine.
You make me complete, you're my home,
Your aroma, your gestures, your spark, oh so sweet,
With you, I find solace, never to roam,
Your presence, my sanctuary, is all I need.
Jun 22, 2025
Jun 22, 2025 at 6:22 PM UTC
Paint your sky in the colour you choose.
Decorate it with the patterns you choose.
Compromise it in the way you choose.
Add defects that beautify your creation.
A broken heart symbolises newly gained intellect and maturity.
Your impurities define your beauty.
Mar 1, 2018
Mar 1, 2018 at 3:42 PM UTC
The intentions of the colour speak ill.
As the designer weeps in tears
The white is a filthy colour of all
As the double green symbolises hunger.
The great groundnut pyramids stand as statutes.
Termites scavenge the remnants.
Who can stop the difficulties of the nation?
A patriot, coward, cattle rustler or an alien!
The blood of the unsung heroes
Colour the flag of the nation
Bemoaning signs of failed leadership.
Who led the actions of 10102020?
The Camouflage, Alausa, Aso Rock or the Unseen forces!
Men suffer from avarice
Crowd symbolises poverty
Likening to the extortions of palliatives
Under the framework of bureaucracy.
Jan 27, 2021
Jan 27, 2021 at 12:50 PM UTC
Hyacinth is used in perfume-making.
Symbolises love that is everlasting.
Power, beauty, and its merit
Are for uplifting the spirit.
In mid-spring, you can see them blooming.
You can see them for two weeks, flowering.
A delicate, fresh scent's breaking
Bloom is the best time to visit.
Hyacinth Blooms
Their blooms can be seen colouring.
Lavender, rose, and cream are sinking.
In many shades, one can endear it.
Beautiful flowers, you always cheer it
In memories, they are masking
Hyacinth Blooms
Aug 13, 2024
Aug 13, 2024 at 2:04 PM UTC
crowded markets
empty streets
faded hopes
blissful dreams.
there is one little place
where i belong
at a enduringly beautiful
time like this.
quiet mornings
noisy afternoons
filled with relatives
and long lost friends.
confused rituals
followed through the week
obliviously but with intent
to make it a happy new year.
don't sweep the floor
you'll sweep away the luck
don't wash your hair
or you'll lose the luck.
don't buy new shoes
on the very first week
or you'll be cursed
with many years of tragedy.
bring beautiful flowers
when visiting houses
because it symbolises
growth in life.
open the windows
wide and deep
allow in the wind
and also fortune.
4 word phrases
muttered everywhere
with intent of
receiving many 'ang paus'
"GONG XI FA CHAI
MAN XI YU YI
SAN TAI KING HONG
DAI GA DAI LEI"
they will shout
as they enter the room
the phrases of happiness
and prosperity
cheery faces
loud voices
anything to stop
the demons inside
early mornings
waiting for relatives
to sit and eat
grandma's breakfast
'zhai' with rice
on the very first day
and porridge with
'lo bak gou' the very next day
reunion dinners
interesting stories
positive enthusiasm
and blessed happiness.
chinese new year
isn't about the money
or the entire year ahead
that would be filled with luck
i finally realized
it is about
being all together
in a crowded room
just for one day.
Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 11:27 PM UTC
Do not run.
You know not of the
speed that I have within me.
Thinking that you
are helping; saying that
this is for me.
But in reality, this is turning me into
a punctured balloon;
Deflating me slowly.
But even thus, a punctured balloon moves quickly while flying
through the air.
Chasing you with all the wind
it has left inside of it.
And if I fail to chase you
I will suffer, as
the ***** inside of me that symbolises love and life, will
end up as nothing more than just a
deflated balloon; deflated of the love
that it once had.
Mar 3, 2016
Mar 3, 2016 at 7:10 AM UTC
It's been a while,
so off-the-cuff
with my sweet remarks
for the coffee rings
on the mantelpiece-
how it symbolises
entropy;
the debris of living entities,
the **** at the bottom of everything.
In reality I'm too lazy to clean,
too obsessed
with my lack of legacy
to notice the dust
that collects from old memories;
skin particles from parties long-gone,
all those fast friends
in the mirror,
sharing a tenner
across the kitchen floor.
The Drug took hold of me
from where love had left off,
throttling me
with its day-to-day panic
through my most tired routines,
the pillow-talk white-noise,
the anti-substance regime.
And now I'm tired of you,
you who I get high for,
you who brings me
to steady lows,
a subtle submission
only I can witness,
and only I can bleed out.
The Drug took hold of me
because you didn't;
because everyone let go
once I found a job,
once the money came in,
once my clothes weren't torn anymore.
They thought I was reborn.
A sober sunrise,
a cigarette at dawn,
slipping into the shower,
slipping into that
professional smile;
the bright whites
of the working day-
I have learned
to write and to cry
in the tears
of a crocodile.
A man becomes a calamity
without a woman,
or at least a love
that loves in return.
I have grown soft
in my bleak recovery,
waiting in the trash
of my poetic failures,
no longer looking
for those angry words,
no longer hoping to see
the city come to burn.
May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 6:02 PM UTC
Pain causes friction within
It pierces the souls of men
Gladdens the hearts of sadists
Impoverishes the minds of the feeble
Who feels pains?
Tears symbolises modern humanity
Contradicts happiness and sadness
A bitter sweet flavour of the eyes
Pure like raindrops.
Who likes tears?
Difficulties weaken the strong
As she walks majestically to glory
After several trials of error.
Ladder of failures epitomises difficulties
Who loves difficulties?
Scar sets the tone of recollection
The clothes of men gives it a royal apparel
When the eyes of the beholder recounts the ordeals of the scars
Who adnires scars?
© June 2020
Jun 26, 2020
Jun 26, 2020 at 6:11 PM UTC
Because you’re in to numbers and I think we both expressed an appreciation for bees.
And because our conversation, when we last met got me reading about geometry, sacred geometry, metaphysics and metaphysical cosmology!!
... something went in along with the copious amounts of alcohol.
Also because the hexagon is found in nature, in DNA structure, in space.
But mostly because the hexagon and the number six symbolises balance, harmony, union, soulful integration, equality and life
My curiosity is awakened
You ooze inspiration
And although I recognise your symbolic reminders of inevitable mortality, reminders of life, it’s beauty and this moment, can’t hurt.
Apr 21, 2018
Apr 21, 2018 at 7:32 PM UTC
Red
Its dynamic and passionate
Love and hate
Blood and courage
Aggressive and romantic
Strife and success
danger, anger and rage
The element of fire
Symbolises luck
Direction of south
Sign of ares
Physically hot and active
And spiritually persevere
Rubies, roses and wine
All seen within
The intense colour
That lies beneath the skin
Orange
Its warmth and harvest
Strength and energy
Balance and security
Abundance and stimulating
Enthusiasm, optimism, sociable and fun
An element of fire
A symbol of happiness
Sign of leo
Physically hot and move
Spiritually purity
The fruit, the vegetable
Dawn and dusk
Sunset and sunrise
Its there in the sun
The light in our lives
Yellow
Its freshness and happiness
Positivity, clarity and energy
Enlightenment and remembrance
Intellect and honour
Loyalty and joy
Cowardice and deceit
Element of air
Represents envy
Sign of Gemini
Physically cool and move
Spiritually wisdom
Yellow colour of jello
Simson fellows
Rare yellow marshmallows
Sparks of volcanoes
The mind stone
Green
Its life and renewal
The colour of nature
Means of growth
Harmony, fertility and environment
Money, ambition and greed
Stands for independence
Element of earth
Direction of north
Sign virgo
Physically balancing
Spiritual compassion
Emotionally reflective
Sea-green, sea-grass
Trees and leaves
Greeds and thieves
Caterpillars and snakes
The Slytherin House
Blue
The sky and sea
Depth and stability
Faith, truth and heaven
Represents trust, security and authority
Sadness, depression and loneliness
Soothing and peaceful
The safest colour
Element of water
Direction of west
Sign of Aquarius
Physically healing
Spiritually steadfast
Emotional confidence
Above, below
Depth and surface
Despair and hope
Mind and soul
Its all connected
Within our every bones
Indigo
Its honour and devotion
Spiritual wisdom
Mysterious and tradition
Integrity and idealistic
Intuition and realization
Psychism and visions
Element is darkness
Planets of Saturn and Neptune
Sign is Capricorn and Pisces
Wild indigo
Blueberries and dark leggings
Teacups and butterflys
Mysterious dragons
The midnight sky
A beautiful sapphire
That lies in the sky
Violet
Luxury and nobility
Complex and observant
Artistically talented
Creative and unique
We're all the same underneath
Power, royalty and magic
Truth and peace
Introversion and gloominess
Containment and femininity
Planets are Uranus and moon
Sign is Aquarius and Cancer
Represents thunder
Pansies and gum
Orchids and glum
Hats and scarfs
Your favourite bra
Zappos and Parma violets
Its in incredibles
Sep 22, 2018
Sep 22, 2018 at 7:26 AM UTC
Life is so miserable that we often feel as though the sun rising and setting each day symbolises our birth and death for the day.
Nov 22, 2022
Nov 22, 2022 at 9:36 AM UTC