Best Explosive Poems


Premium Member Love - An Explosive Rant


she was all like - there's something i have to tell you
but before she gets to say it
his ex wife shows up

he's all like - she's going to be staying with me

she says - for the weekend

he says - for the summer

as he walks away you see regret all over her face

you know if he knew
you know he'd give his eye teeth

that's the way they tell stories 

life however is not a scripted story
it doesn't work like that

people in love
one's the fridge
the other's the magnet
you can't avoid that kind of attraction
your lips are locked before your mind even kicks in
love is like that

you don't walk around it
it is an a to b and it is direct
you don't walk through one door 
just as she walks out another

you can be in a huge city
somehow you both walk in to the same restaurant 
somehow you're both alone
less than a second later 
you are glued to one another
super glued to one another
there is no where
no where else you want to be
you are stuck together
like a tongue on a frozen metal post
no matter how painful it is
you are exactly where you want to be

you don't ah and hum around it
you shout it from the rooftops 
you use a bullhorn 
you are anything but shy about it

you know what love is
love is EVERYTHING 

no one
i mean no one
dances around love
love owns you

when they write stories 
they feed their audience 
the same crap they’re used to

me?
i'll play some games
you know 'suspension of disbelief'

but love
you have to serve me a five star meal

you don't settle for less
when love
when your EVERYTHING 
is the topic

Explosive

Insurmountable
These feelings seem to overpower
As your breath seduces me
Calls to me 
Excites the very part of me
That seems to always seek more
And needs more

I am enamored
Brilliantly blinded by beauty
Sensually, silently seduced
Reacting quietly, yet fervently
Heated to reactive tendencies
Letting my mind erupt in fantasy
As thought turns to reality

Explosive Is the Heart

My heart explodes,
        shattering to infinity…
      and thus the pieces fall on lonely roads,
        crumbs of affinity…
  with fragments of my heart dispersed through endless time,
  futile falling fractions from a cascading climb,
    forming words of rhythm and rhyme…
  a shredded scattered soul standing at the crossroads.






              June.10.2019
         Writing Challenge, 
       Crumbling Rhyme
          Sponsored by: Dear Heart 


Placed 2'nd...Thank You


Premium Member Explosive Glow

 It had shone for a million years
 Its twinkles were seen from afar
This orb shone brighter than the other spheres
 It  was a' super' star

Having used up all its fuel
 Forces began pushing and pulling it
 It will lose this duel
 As its atoms began to split

Time catches up with all things
 Even stars have to go
 To its luster it clings
Ending in an explosive glow
© Joseph May  Create an image from this poem.

Reckless Ron's Explosive Barbecue

Reckless Ron from sunny Bennelong
Turned barbecue sausage without a tong,
He'd use his teeth to open beer,
He'd call out loud, " I've got no fear,"
But alas, one day he left the gas on.



Authors note:
Bennelong is the point in Sydney Harbour, NSW, Australia, where the famous Sydney Opera House is located.

Explosive True

In life
Everything as was given 
In hand
Will be taken
In hand
Explosive and true
In Split
 Of a time 
Owes  turn off a time


Explosive

Terrorist attack
Night’s blue curtain fades to black….
Tall towers they smack

Boko Haram Terrorists

Boko haram terrorists

Times without number
A neighbourhood unsettling with a bomber,
Their grabbed territories
Zones of a thousand worries!

A people in panic
Piteously plan their escapes route,
Their pursuers, a manic,
Who must them funnily shoot!

It’s a horizon of unthinkable sleep
And the digging of graves not decently deep:
It’s a constant brandishing of a superior weapon
That precious lives make a lottery coupon.

North-East Nigeria to forever a story tell
That Borno was once a plain cell,
Each is increasingly a militant
Not convinced that innocent lives are important.

Excellent kidnappers they’ve got
And Suicide Bombers a lot:
It’s a pant welcoming an explosive,
Whose impact is a monster:
It’s wearer, an unbelievable youngster,
Obsessed with destructions, extensive.

Crazily, every Boko Haram
Takes non-adherent for a ram,
To readily his daughter
Slaughter and quarter
For a voiced and heard “Blood of Jesus”

What an Islamization of Nigeria
That should True Muslims anger in Algeria …

Premium Member Explosive Device

Egoism,

This potentially explosive device

That unobserved is lurking on

The foundations of every relationship

Could easily go off at every given moment

Because

It may be triggered by:

A misused word

A misunderstanding

A disrespectful remark

An ironic look

Or

Even an inappropriate gesture

And by doing so

Is capable to bring down the edifice of love

That

So painstakingly is built,

Throughout the years by the participants,

Would be wise to be disarmed by both parties  

Before

It explodes and chatters all dreams and

Aspirations

Of

The hearts and souls involved

Leaving 

Behind only the ruins of their 

Promised bliss!









© Demetrios Trifiatis
     06 March 2021

Explosive

Land minds lying in an open field—
I tear through 
With wounds that never healed.

She said the hurt will make me real.

All my life I’ve fought
The urge to go off;

I counted down for the pain to stop.

But after a while it became the blank face;
I gave it my name, my rank;
I begged myself to look away.

The hate
Will make 
Or break
Me
In time.

For now, I survive;
I try 
To beat it out from inside.

But the damage burns me alive.

And without her, I see no end
I set it off and start over again,
Gouging the wreckage out of my skin.

I wander off and detach –

I am a fire waiting to catch;
Standing red handed with the match
Dying to circle back.

I don’t need you or anyone else;
My life – the stitch that never held.

Nothing can hurt like what I have felt;
No one can break me but myself.
© Jessica Vh  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Explosive Liberation

Intensity

Full attention seems as

A focus on something

Reinforcing the view of

Something as separate..

Demanding separation..

A potential story of

Explosive liberation...

Premium Member explosive love

A grenade of love,
Explosion of red roses,
Hearts burst from above.

Premium Member Too much is Enough

 Too much is enough when one is full up
Had plenty to eat and plenty to sup
When feeling bloated 
Tummy’s explosive 
Cough loud and say sorry for the hiccup.

If by chance you should have become legless
Aim for the best, to not feeling reckless
It's not ladylike 
A sure fated vice
You may find that you have become feckless.

Premium Member Explosive



Sodden residue forms a slippery grin,
asperous fingers caress so gently.
You tilted my neck to get a word in,
the alien touch is so foreign to me.

I’m so used to things that are vicious,
this method comes off a bit too benign.
You possess me as if I am precious. 

My titanium side is extremely assertive,
but I have so much softness to give.

You mix telepathy with a mandolin,
this dimension of language a key. 
Connection gets a seraphic spin,
that tenderness translates to carefree.

Becoming acquainted with courageous,
our two spirits merge and intertwine. 
I no longer feel believing is treacherous. 

In the past I have been so combative.
Now with peace? I am frankly, explosive.

Explosive

He is the fire, the rage.
Eyes red as sin.
I fell into his trap,
and I know I would fall again.

He is destructive,
Someone who would break me.
Inferno roars from his breath.
I don't know why I gave in.

He is my weakness.
I cry when he embraces me.
My skin scorched in flames.
There's nothing else to say.

He's explosive, violent, and strong.
I wonder how long can I hold on,
not sweet, not kind,
but I know that forever he is all mine.
© Reva Mae  Create an image from this poem.

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