Explosions Poems - Poems about Explosions

You, Yes You, Can Prevent Explosions

        yes... your implosions

             can prevent

         ill-timed explosions

Dawn's Calyx Woke Her and She Saw Pink Explosions

Dawn's Calyx Woke Her And She Saw Pink Explosions

Dawn's calyx woke her and she saw pink explosions
As if hot flaming rays across the window sill
She woke me, I was brainstorming some implosions
Laughed together, love was in the pinkest pill
But day cried out, I am now tantalizing you
Your hearts are combining but my golden rays shift
Radiant

Explosions of Inner Turmoil

"Explosions of Inner Turmoil"

In depths of shadows, a tempest stirs,
A raging storm, frustration curse.
Life's intricate maze, puzzling strife,
I will pour my heart out in this bombastic life.

Oh, wretched world, my spirit foe,
Why dost thou mock me with relentless blow?
With bellowing thunder, my dreams shake,
Frustration fire, the ground it breaks.

Unyielding chains, they bind my soul,
In this

Reruns

bright orange explosion waking the mind
brings one back to a more dangerous time
haunted gaunt face of starving, frightened child
the chilling results of egos gone wild

thick black smoke of a village on fire
outcomes from authoritarian ire
now chaos surrounds with nowhere to run
but a sociopath's version of fun

decay and mayhem is all that there be
not with eyes

Explosions

Cut my tongue, it never works,
Caught in a supernova  
when you know what you should write; 
These words, oh what a wild ride 
worried it will all come out;
Filled with explosions inside 
I feel you when I should not.

Explosions In My Mind

Explosions
in my mind…

I want to compress my head. 
It is getting larger. 
I am angry…
with, 

(a long sigh)
(the gurgle sound of water draining)
(a hushed unspoken whisper)
(an unvoiced, or at least unheard…prayer)

I am so angry I can not say. 
You are too, or will be. 
The doc say(s) everyone, 
will be, sooner or later. 

It is

Unnatural Colour

Unnatural colour

The littered path is full of colour today
A bag of BBQ crisps ripped apart as if the consumer couldn't wait to taste.
A crushed can of beer glistening through the opening of the tree.The sun is shining bright today, I can even see a bee flying toward an unfinished bottle of Pepsi. 
A squirrel leaps

Explosions and Implosions In the Face of Fallacy Growers

Life so complicated, so vindicated
Life never so simple in the dimple
Smiling, pining, piling up pressure in indicated
Moments and torments in a pesky pimple

Germinating on a face hitherto serene
Driven bonkers when complication that conquers
Spaces and territories in a tropical rain with a plethora of unseen pain
When cash without a slash tinkers with bankers’

Reluctance can’t advance a

Living In Explosions

Explosions in air, in water
Explosions are everywhere
That spatter bloods in air
Poor bloods float on water,

Continue flame and sound
Smokes spread all around,
The earth turns black-red
No more than a death bed,

The earth has been turned
Into a field of terrible war
And a pit of complete fire
No escape but to be burned,

More than ferocious are they
Destroying all who feel

Spiral Explosions

SPIRAL EXPLOSIONS


Spirals
of  sweet explode
brushing  soft   against   curves
exquisitely mild  like   falling
teardrops.
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Physical Explosions

A sense a smell a vision,

Caught on my mind

Trapped in my skin, and it wants more
Craving to touch kiss and embrace

Magnetic attraction to your lips, 


I want more need more crave for more. 

Im falling deeply madly in your storms of emotions. And you:
 You Lift me up like a helpless leaf in a hurricane,

Explosions

Violence unalloyed.
I want you to hear
the noise, light and blast.

Shrouded inside,
a chandelier breaks
in splinters of hymns-
all enveloping. In the positional
vertigo, you hit the nail.
I call it quits, undating
a curve, an arch.

Incubation.
It was incomplete. They will parade
the victim naked, because she was
raped. Why did she let loose
the testosterones ?

Walking ferns and
wish bone.
The inmate wants nothing.
She has

Thoughtless Explosions of Verbiage

In times of joy and in times of pain 
words are the only elusive attempt at portrayal 
Daunting Contraptions Contracted in a few fleshy pounds 
hidden in a bloody swirling cesspool hiding in our skulls 
Thoughtless explosions of verbiage fill the pages of 
time & space in this place, feeble attempts at nothing 
merely interjections

Explosions Galore

When February first came around.
The month in which lovers abound.
    I made a hot date,
    but as was my fate.
Had eaten beans making gaseous sound!

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