Metaphor Stories

Just a place where I can put my poetry. Some are long, some short- some essay style, all with the same amount of thought put into them. I hope you all enjoy!

Sometimes the words spill out messy...... sometimes soft. This book is where they all landded. This book is a collection of poems that speak from the heart! Each poem captures a moment, a feeling or a thought that words often fail to say. The Symphony of Wings & Hearts reminds that even in silence, our hearts have their own music soft, gentle and endless.

Characters in a story. Stories in a poem. Poems in a cup. Coffee cup of characters.

Some notes with personal commentaries.

A world forgets itself and begins to fracture. Faith twists, certainty shatters, and silence becomes a warning. God's Error is a story carved from doubt, fear, and the fragile beauty of a humanity standing at the edge of its own creation.

Between the restless streets of Chicago and the fog-kissed alleys of San Francisco lies a secret realm where dreams weave a fragile thread between two souls. Every night, they meet in a city that exists only in the twilight - a place stitched from shadows and memories, where time folds and love defies the impossible. By day, they are strangers-sending letters through time, each arriving before the other knows they exist. By night, they share a dreamscape where reality unravels, and the heart speaks in whispers. But the fragile connection they share is threatened by a cosmic event that could sever their bond forever. Can love survive when it lives only in the space between dreams and time? And what happens when the dawn breaks on a world where two cities-and two hearts-may never truly collide? Nocturne in Two Cities is a lyrical journey through longing, fate, and the echoes of a love that transcends the waking world.

"There was once a sound inside me - small, aching, real. He heard it. Then broke it. Now all that's left is the echo." They say silence is safer. But I remember how I used to tremble when he touched me - not from love, but from how close he stood to the places I kept locked. Now the music is gone, and still the string hums under my skin - forgotten, snapped, his. This is not a story about healing. This is a story about remembering what it felt like to be unstrung.

𝒊𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒊 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕...𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒔. ┊┊┊ ♡┊┊┊ ┊♡┊ ₊ ⊹♡︎ ♡₊ ⊹ 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬; ♡ 𝑠𝑢𝑖𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒 !! ♡ ♡ 𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝘩𝑎𝑟𝑚 !! ♡ ♡ 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑑𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 !! ♡ ♡ 𝑑𝑒𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛 !! ♡ ♡ 𝑠𝑐𝘩𝑖𝑧𝑜𝑝𝘩𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑎!! ♡ ♡ 𝑐𝘩𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡𝘩 !! ♡ {⚠️} 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤. 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐦𝐬. 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝-𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. start; 21.03.2025 end; ???

I know you didn't come back out of longing. You came back out of curiosity. Because in the first book, I deliberately left some doors closed. Or maybe-just maybe-you're reading this because you're still single and lonely. Relax. Lonely people are often the ones who linger the longest in someone else's story. Especially when the story is messier than their own life. In these book, I open just enough for you to peek in- but never enough for you to feel at ease.

i give too much meaning to things

This poem is a fun way to look at the world . It covers all versions and ways, all ages, but adults will find it more interesting. It will make you want to learn another language . Enjoy .

Just my personal poetry all together in one place, don't know if anyone will like it but oh well:)

A moon is covered in craters. A moon will never have light on all sides. A moon is often overshadowed. A moon is not a planet. A moon will always orbit a planet. A moon isn't worth anything. A moon isn't even worth naming. A moon didn't get to choose which planet it orbits. A moon will continue to orbit the same path until the sun explodes or it breaks apart. I will run myself into the ground, and there's nothing I can do about it. --------------- Non regular updates. Sorry.

TW: Suicide, Manipulation, Obssession I watch everyday, Everyday yes- As you walk with him. Your hands interlinked. You're so happy with him, It shatters my soul so much. Your beautiful smile- Which used to warm my heart so much? It hurts now.

In a world of avians where everyone has wings, Rend has lived his whole life in a small village far from most other civilizations. The Council in his village refrains anyone from taking interest in the outside world, claiming all other cultures to be backward and immoral. Instead, they persuade their civilians to live in contentment and peace with one another, and uphold their cherished traditions in separation. But Rend knows something most everyone else doesn't. He's met Outsiders before, and not all of them are as wicked as the Council claims them to be. Perhaps the Council is lying, or perhaps they're just ignorant. Whatever the option, Rend is faced with a choice when the Outsiders return for him: to stay in safety in his village, or to get a taste of what the rest of the world has to offer. Rend chooses to finally spread his wings and take off. But the world he discovers is confusing, full of loud voices and conflicting ideas, not all of which seem to be completely good or bad. Rend is left wondering which path is the right one to take, and whether he should have even left at all. This is a story about finding yourself and establishing your beliefs when you don't know where to go, and finding a place to alight (or, land to rest.)

In a mysterious world where pain lingers like shadows, twisting the mind and heart, two strangers bear the heavy burden of unspoken traumas. One, who no longer fears loss, wanders the streets like a ghost in an abandoned town. The other, haunted daily by a past too painful to forget, struggles to break free from its relentless grip. Day and night. Sun and moon. So different, yet so alike. On a rainy day, their paths cross, setting them on a journey through storms and snow, across burning bridges, high waterfalls, and striking lightning. Together, they face battles and trials that test their trust, honesty, and resilience. Yet, through it all, they find in each other a glimmer of hope they never believed they deserved. As loyalty turns to affection, their bond becomes a shelter for old wounds-a sanctuary, a home. This is a story of how two broken souls, guided only by the compass in their hearts, can find their way to becoming whole together.

My mind spirals. Does yours?

「 Can you teach me how to be happy? 」 Fujiwara Ao has been living the past nineteen years of his life in ease. Born with the ideal background and blessed with enough talent, that's what most of the people presume. In their eyes, he was simply nothing more but a rich, unsociable, and self-centered person. But what they don't know, however, is that the truth is farther than expected. In reality, Ao has been abandoned. Suffering from a personal tragedy that until now continues to haunt him, he was shunned by his family and left on his own. Ever since then, he learns to separate himself from others. As each day passes in a monotonous cycle, Ao finds no more warmth nor color to his world. Then one day, Hashimoto Rie enters his life. Stubborn, eccentric and enigmatic, Rie ends up pulling Ao to her side and urges him to see through an invisible kaleidoscope that alters his perception of the world entirely. And like that, everything has changed. But change... doesn't necessarily mean that it's always for the best. Or...? - - - - - • cell phone novel • #26 in general fiction ; #13 in short story • completed ; edited

As a warrior I knew that I needed to sleep for being at my best, as a sixteen year girl I was scarred to go to fall asleep because the monster would be there, waiting for me.

a collection of grim poems by fathers Beress T. Chipuka