A metaphor is a literary figure of speech that describes a subject by asserting that it is, on some point of comparison, the same as another otherwise unrelated object. Metaphor is a type of analogy and is closely related to other rhetorical figures of speech that achieve their effects via association, comparison or resemblance including allegory, hyperbole, and simile.
One of the most prominent examples of a metaphor in English literature is the All the world's a stage monologue from As You Like It:
This quote is a metaphor because the world is not literally a stage. By figuratively asserting that the world is a stage, Shakespeare uses the points of comparison between the world and a stage to convey an understanding about how the world works and the lives of the people within it.
The Philosophy of Rhetoric (1936), by I. A. Richards describes a metaphor as having two parts: the tenor and the vehicle. The tenor is the subject to which attributes are ascribed. The vehicle is the object whose attributes are borrowed. In the previous example, "the world" is compared to a stage, describing it with the attributes of “the stage”; "the world" is the tenor, and "a stage" is the vehicle; "men and women" is a secondary tenor, "players" is the secondary vehicle.
Stole my pure intentions
You are the sickness in between
Let me in, I'll bury the pain
You taught me to be sad as you
You almost made me take it all
Let me in, I'll bury the pain
Bend me and you shake me
Make me then you break me
Let me in, I'll bury the pain
You made me feel like a sinner
You fear you'll die alone
Let me in, I'll bury the pain
The sickness that you are
A plague that made me starve
Do you think you can show me
How I've come this far?
The sickness that you are
A plague that made me starve
Do you think you can show me
How I've come this far?
I feel it's taking over
Everything falls dark
Break me open, the desperate cry
The sickness that you are
A plague that made me starve
Do you think you can show me
How I've come this far?
The sickness that you are
A plague that made me starve
Do you think you can show me
I don't what to call her!
She's too vibrant for a name!
Should I call her...Juliet!
Yes, dear
Helena!
Yes, dear!
And Cassandra, and Cleopatra, and Beatrice
And also Guenevere
What dear?
I think she's there.
Can you hear me?
(...)
Speak a little louder!
I love you!
Ah ah ah ah aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
If I were in the desert deep in sand,
And the sun was burning like a hot pomegranate:
Walking through a nightmare in the heat of a summer day,
Until my mind was parch-ed!
Then you are water...
Cool, clear water...
A refreshing glass of water!
What dear?
Water!
Ah ah ah aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Love! You are love!
Better far than a metaphor
Can ever, ever be.
Love! You are love!
My mystery of love!
If the world was like an iceberg,
And everything was frozen,
And tears turned into icicles in the eye!
And snow came pouring
And sleet and ice
Came stabbing like a knife!
Then you are heat!
A fire alive with heat!
A flame that thaws the iceberg with its heat!
Repeat!
You are heat!
Ah ah ah ah aaaaaaaaaaa!
Love! (I am love!)
You are love! (I am love!)
Better far than a metaphor
Can ever, ever be.
Love! (I am love!)
You are love! (I am love!)
My mystery (His mystery)
Of love!
You are Polaris,
The one trustworthy star.
You are! (I am!)
You are! (I am!)
You are September,
A special mystery
To me! (To he!)
To me! (To he!)
You are sunlight! Moonlight!
Mountains! Valleys!
The microscopic inside of a leaf!
My joy! (Yes, I am his joy!)
My grief! (Yes, I am his grief!)
My star! (Yes, I am his star!)
My leaf! (Yes, I am his leaf!)
Oh. Love! (I am love!)
You are love! (I am love!)
Better far than a metaphor
Can ever, ever be.
Love! (I am love!)
You are love! (I am love!)
My mystery (His mystery)
Of love...
Love...
Love...!
(I'm ready now, I'm ready to fuck now)
I go down to the ocean
I take a walk upon your shores
I dig up a big ol' hairy clam
And then take out the pearl
Cause it's a metaphor
I'll marinate your flank steak
I'll bread your jumbo shrimp
I'll take your little brother to the zoo
And I'll marinate your flank steak
Cause it's a metaphor for fuckin
It's a metaphor for fuckin
I'll be the lounge band on your cruise ship
I'll fuck you with my dick
I'll put my magic wand inside your... car
Then I'll marinate your flank steak
Cause it's a metaphor for flank steak
It's a metaphor for flank steak
Flank steak is delicious
Wish I was eatin it right now
And every time that I see one
Wanna titty fuck the flank steak
Cause it's a metaphor for fuckin flank steak
Yeah it's a metaphor for fuckin flank steak