Simile: Describing a person or object using like or as. Similes are important because it helps make images in a persons head. Similes show how two things that are not alike in most ways are similar in one important way.
FireworkBy: Katy Perry
Do you ever feel like a plastic bagDrifting through the wind, wanting to start again?Do you ever feel, feel so paper thinLike a house of cards, one blow from caving in?
Do you ever feel already buried deep?Six feet under screams, but no one seems to hear a thingDo you know that there's still a chance for you'Cause there's a spark in you?
You just gotta ignite the light and let it shineJust own the night like the 4th of July
'Cause baby, you're a fireworkCome on, show 'em what you're worthMake 'em go, oh, oh, ohAs you shoot across the sky
Baby, you're a fireworkCome on, let your colors burstMake 'em go, oh, oh, ohYou're gonna leave 'em falling down
You don't have to feel like a waste of spaceYou're original, cannot be replacedIf you only knew what the future holdsAfter a hurricane comes a rainbow
Maybe you're reason why all the doors are closedSo you could open one that leads you to the perfect roadLike a lightning bolt, your heart will blowAnd when it's time, you'll know
You just gotta ignite the light and let it shineJust own the night like the 4th of July
'Cause baby you're a fireworkCome on, show 'em what you're worthMake 'em go, oh, oh, ohAs you shoot across the sky
Baby, you're a fireworkCome on, let your colors burstMake 'em go, oh, oh, ohYou're gonna leave 'em falling down
Boom, boom, boomEven brighter than the moon, moon, moonIt's always been inside of you, you, youAnd now it's time to let it through
'Cause baby you're a fireworkCome on, show 'em what you're worthMake 'em go, oh, oh, ohAs you shoot across the sky
Baby, you're a fireworkCome on, let your colors burstMake 'em go, oh, oh, ohYou're gonna leave 'em falling down
Boom, boom, boomEven brighter than the moon, moon, moonBoom, boom, boomEven brighter than the moon, moon, moon
Metaphor
A metaphor is describing something without using like or as. Metaphors can put abstract concepts in concrete terms. It also gets the attentions of readers and provide more feeling for readers.
I am the Highway
by Bob Seger
Pearls and swine bereft of me.
Long and weary my road has been.
I was lost in the cities, alone in the hills.
No sorrow or pity for leaving, I feel.
I am not your rolling wheels, I am the highway.
I am not your carpet ride, I am the sky.
Friends and liars don't wait for me,
'Cause I'll get on all by myself.
I put millions of miles under my heels;
And still too close to you I feel.
I am not your rolling wheels, I am the highway.
I am not your carpet, I am the sky.
I am not your blowing wind, I am the lightning.
I am not your autumn moon, I am the night… the night.
Yeah, I am not your rolling wheels, I am the highway.I am not your carpet, I am the sky.Well, I am not your blowing wind, I am the lightning.I am not your autumn moon, I am the night... the night.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Do you ever feel like a plastic bagDrifting through the wind, wanting to start again?Do you ever feel, feel so paper thinLike a house of cards, one blow from caving in?
Metaphor
A metaphor is describing something without using like or as. Metaphors can put abstract concepts in concrete terms. It also gets the attentions of readers and provide more feeling for readers.
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by Bob Seger
Pearls and swine bereft of me.
Long and weary my road has been.
I was lost in the cities, alone in the hills.
No sorrow or pity for leaving, I feel.
I am not your rolling wheels, I am the highway.
I am not your carpet ride, I am the sky.
Friends and liars don't wait for me,
'Cause I'll get on all by myself.
I put millions of miles under my heels;
And still too close to you I feel.
I am not your rolling wheels, I am the highway.
I am not your carpet, I am the sky.
I am not your blowing wind, I am the lightning.
I am not your autumn moon, I am the night… the night.
Yeah, I am not your rolling wheels, I am the highway.I am not your carpet, I am the sky.Well, I am not your blowing wind, I am the lightning.I am not your autumn moon, I am the night... the night.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
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