As birds fly to the south
Don’t look a gift horse in mouth
Your passion flower sundial
Your forced fake big smile
Use of the word is HISTORICAL
Are we still metaphorical
Like the stones float in the lake
Or the manufactured mistake
The double knot in the shoe lace
Bite your nose to spite your face
The question is RHETORICAL
Are we still metaphorical
To use a word to describe another
To use a word as a shield or cover
To explain yourself in a different way
Or to paint a picture of a dreadful day
The broken pieces of a broken mirror
Lose reflection lose the shimmer
Every time giving seven years
To uphold a deal bad lucks here
The frame is shattered wooden shards
Fill the room with wooden paths
That lead right to the door
The mirror how it shines no more
Now imagine the mirror was ME
Am I still talking metaphorically
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem