Volcanic Eruption of a Soul
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June- 28- 2025
Volcanic Eruption of the Soul Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Kai Michael Nuemann
~ Placed Third in Premiere Contest~
At times the soul gets clenched,
in an unspeakable grief.
In a demoniac grip,
it chokes and w r i g g l e s~
The pain of being stung by a dozen scorpions
or hacked piece by piece by an axe.
Tremulous grows the heart, over love that is spent,
Seeks in vain to revive the joy that is gone,
Strains to lift up the veil that d a r k e n s the soul,
Wrestles to come out from the desolate cave of black solitude.
The more it struggles to wade through the mess,
the deeper it plunges into the morass of despair.
Clung on talons of excruciating pain,
wailing a long wail of never being understood,
the mind goes berserk~
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Anytime the volcano might erupt,
emitting fumes of sulphurous smoke,
with asphalt lava, spilling out,
blowing life with its violent breath.
Copyright © Valsa George | Year Posted 2025
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