Metaphor Poem
The Mermaid
One day
Under the sea
The beautiful mermaid of purity was born
One day
She met the great prince of honor
She fell in the intense love of passion
Her forbidden love of flames
One day
She wanted to become the ignorant human being foolish
for him
So she met the terrible witch of wickedness
She lost her graceful voice because of the jealous witch
Even if when she toughs the sea
She will be a bubble
One day
Prince fell down from the ship
She saved him
So she became the sorrow bubble of sacrifice
The Monster
One day
I got up with the bright light of warmth.
From the death dark of pitch-black.
When I opened the bright life of future,
My creator just went away. Ran away. Faded away.
Threw
me away.
I did not ask him to be born,
Only with the fine condition curious of limit, he wanted
to give me life.
Who has responsibility over me!
I am alone, no one nearby me, the sorrow solitude of pain.
Oh, my dear clever creator of timidity
At now, I know I am just creature-feature.
Just I want to get the love as like Adam from the God.
Just remains the terrible revenge of attachment for him.
My Name Poem
H – Heemun fights
towards hard problems of life to
prepare himself for the future
E – Early he is, like his
mother who strives to feed her child and
his father who works hard.
E – Easily, he solves the
difficult challenges
M—Moon in the sky, she
sheds light on heemun for his future path.
U – Unfortunately, he
just wants to choose the right time to be
involved in the world
N – In the Nest, like a young bird ready to fly to the sky.
Simile Poem
¡Orange like social intercourse, ardent, cheer
¡Yellow like intelligence
¡Green like harmony and balance
¡Blue like mental health
¡Bluish Violet like infinity, substantiality, trust, sincerity
¡Purple like giving inspiration
¡I like the seven colors of the rainbow.
The Color Poem
My girl
The blue gloomy world turns into the pink world
When I met with you, the warm pink of love came near me.
You saved me from the black of the deep swamp sea.
You came me with the white brilliant lights.
In my heart, the red passion blooms.
Korean War
June 25, 1950
Heard the red gunfire of flame.
Begin to shed the warm red blood of
brother
The framing red fire throw the whole of
everything.
The red communist army and the blue democratic
army fight in brotherhood
It is an intense tragedy of nation
The valuable spiritual asset of the Koreans
Remains in my red heart of passion.
Visual poem
VICTORY
Strategy without
tactics is the
slowest route
to victory. Tactics
without strategy
is the noise
before defeat.
Nike Victoria
Brilliant War
Success
In life
Newspaper Poem
Poem about Smell
CIGARETTE
The breathing hell of
smoke in the flame.
The flame life in
fantasy smoke
The reducing life and
the getting terrible ill
Calling from the
heaven
Unpleased smell and sickening smell
Everywhere it soak
threaten human being.
It is you, the charming cigarette.
GAS
Terrible and
distinguish smell
Kill me in the
terrible situation.
becoming biological
weapons
Sometimes,
You appears formed
the air
The air near by the
intestines and the excrements.
It’s you, wind in the
bowels.
By
heemun (0906620524)
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