Pyroclastic Poems - Poems about Pyroclastic

...In blackest halls, a phosphorescent light Shines forth from darkest depths, a honey glow. Enraged, ignited, I now blinding bright, A magma burning, pyroclastic flow, Torching golden beams to de......

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...when it comes to the travails of the human heart logic is a poor study as Diogenes' wisdom gathers a lantern searching in vain there is a deeper reasoning among the bats gathered in the belfry ......

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...thunder roars all around us rain has pillaged the Earth in petrichor trees bend in the wind and retrieve their stature only to succumb to yet another burst two pluviophile's sitting on the balc......

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...volcanic blast krakatoa unleashed hell pyroclastic mass obliterated rampant nature’s destruction world of deep darkness a seismic event magma nightmare no escape pure devastation......

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...Those Tommies send their planes in large amounts They drop their bombs but all they do is bounce Like rubber balls their bouncy bombs all missed Those British pilots must be really… ......

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...it is that look in your eyes that commences mine closing the world disappears the aroma in your hand echoes the feel as your shoulder guiding, powering the arm the deliverance is in hand all ......

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...Harken! blasts of thunder pressurised magma sears Pyroclastic hearts collapse a spanner jams the gears Distended fiery fissures augur unquantified fears Cataclysms bring rupture down pat......

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...at times the soul gets clenched in an unspeakable grief in a demoniac grip, it chokes and wriggles the pain of being stung by a dozen scorpions or hacked piece by piece by an axe tre......

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...The emancipation proclamation of incarceration has got me defacing public property, with words like don't shoot, or i can't breathe. So say can you see by the dawns early blue and red li......

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...Summer Heat Morning melts and dribbles through the blinds, where it rests in molten puddles on the floor If you are very still, you can hear the tap...tap of its fingers as it tries to seep u......

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...Above our heads that cloud Mushroom shaped death With a pyroclastic promise Of incineration leaving Nothing but our shadows That we can only hope Carries upon it no pain No suffe......

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...Every morning I stand in front of the bathroom mirror, witness to the decay of my body as time has gained an equal measure of revenge on me. I want to turn away as I wonder how another huge wrinkle c......

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...It was in my darkest moments that I found I wrote my best Like a volcano my emotions would explode from the caldera of my soul Molten nouns, verbs and adjectives poured forth from somewhere d......

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... When I step inside your twisted reality ... this is what my spiritual eyes see, your soul revealed in it's totality A scaly skin of self-serving morality ... you always ask, what's in it......

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...With apocalyptic roar and the sound Of the fifth angel’s trumpet, this star’s fall From heaven collaps’d the volcanic north Face, releasing in pyroclastic flow Roiling, rumbling, demonic spirits,......

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