Short Implosion Poems
Short Implosion Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Implosion by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Implosion by length and keyword.
Implosion of void
Nothingness found within
Nirvana inside
reincarnation renewed
Births forth into a guru
By Susan Mills
lips purse,
face frowns, mouth sucks,
cheeks implode, tongue recoils
head snaps back - disgusting taste - sour
lemon
silent walls collapse
folding in sucked into the void
with no sound or light,
to show what once beamed bright there
leaving a black abstinence
Tearful scared face sobs
Implosion of mute whispers
Two reflection pools
Host ghostly towers of light
I see my kids bring flowers...
for Carolyn Devonshire's Contest " Remembering 9/11"
internally
implosioned
collapsed
fell apart
from within
from external
pressure placed
upon the weakened
state of affairs
that existed between
us for so long
finally gave way
to my dismay
Explosion, implosion,
tomorrow is gone
A new self-destruct mode,
old enemies throng
We’re now on the poster,
PUBLIC ENEMY ONE
The canaries all dead
—with zero the sum
(The New Room: March, 2021)
The sun in arrears,
its moon in default
With stars in foreclosure,
the cosmos to halt
All time repossessed,
the Creator has gone
Awaiting implosion,
—that last singing swan
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)
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Bursting inwards
puckered collapse sucked in,
with explosion played back in reverse,
she caught her sneeze
behind her lips shut tight,
with only a tiny grunt,
expelled from nostrils,
sneaking out,
she saved herself from
embarassing gesundheit.
Politics
B*llocks t*ts
Who's in charge
It's all in bits
Democracy
policy
Who da boss
It's all silly
Economy
The whatomy
Finance for dummies
U-turn Lizzie
Oh dear oh dear
It's near it's near
A Tory implosion
Government erosion
UK explosion
Deeply enriched by stimulating sensations.
Mind vs. body is a dangerous confrontation.
Exposed to desire, and uncontrollable urge.
Feeling an implosion as it begins to surge.
Bodily rushes to great to be scared.
When it all comes to an end,
Who's truly there to care?
Form:
Explosion / Implosion,
caught in the din
Forces once pushing,
now pull from within
The physicist cries,
as the mockingbird calls
To see past tomorrow,
today in freefall
A binary motion
of polar extremes
All consciousness split
—dark hole of my dreams
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2019)
Until you escape your own cognition,
you’re a prisoner of your mind
Your spirit waiting to lift you free,
dialectic far behind
Until you can leave all reasoning trapped,
and let your thoughts go free
You’ll never be able to self implode
—as you were meant to be
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2019)
Who hasn’t heard of the notion
The secret recipe for love potion
Can detonate a frenzied explosion
While stirring carnal emotion
Wild winds setting in motion
The sails ablaze on blue ocean
Stars above burn in devotion
Igniting the spark of implosion
Catapulting a heart in commotion
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
let you down
this i just
realized
it hit me
like a tone
of bricks
it was right
under my
nose the
entire time
i could not
see it before
i did not allow
myself to come
to terms with
my own role
within this estrangement
i field to realize before
just how much fault
i bare in the
implosion
of us
At the furthest bank
This river flows
I dip my trembling toes
The highest cloud
I’ve yet to reach
I sit and then I eat
The horizon
Won’t yet soon evade
And then I’ll sit beneath its shade
Rationed
Stretched thin
One drop of margarine
On burnt white bread
In the darkest cave
I’ve dared to dwell
I cry and scream at hell
Their laughter exists outside of me.
As they laugh, it is like water being splashed at me.
But the water has neither warmth nor coolness.
They are simply mean.
But I am worse,
I am anxious and that makes me a horrible person.
Their laughter becomes maniacal in my dreams,
But is still dull compared to the implosion of self worth from within.
This frenzy of feeling
this pull of hindsight
is bursting in optics
resounding in light
at the tip of a porcupine
centered explosion
this frenzy of feeling
internal implosion
This fanatic fancy
this race to be found
is shooting star tonguing
and silent of sound
at the tip of the mouth
on the verge of a thought
this fanatic fancy
can never be caught
Pebbles tossed,
ripples blue, purple, tangerine
one blur of movement
and stillness
soundless
Sadness in heart's implosion
I pluck cotton clouds
from a sky that weeps
colored candy
Evening drapes
slowly close over a mourning sea
brightness drowns
sings a lullaby
to a lonely wave
***
August 1, 2017
Copyright © Darren White
Don't break the lightning bottle
It's sitting here around my neck
a jolt of crackling thin skinned glass
under my sweater, power let
For if you hug me tightly
implosion sure will heat the night
as bolts of brittle sunshine
come splashing forward to ignite
So always hold me gently
and fortitude the willing brow
for it took all my energy
to harness you here, even now...
the day the Russians
are pushed back past their boarder
there is already unrest in Moscow
and Russia's idea
to invade Ukraine
caused a civil war
on their own soil
pro Ukraine militants
taking over towns
as they prepare for
soviet implosion
hey I'm here
I'm an American
and I think this is just
what Putin needs
or has this been
the plan all along
to become a democracy
Untimely.
Illegitimate.
I will not ask
for an apology.
The hymn
started too early.
The dust had
settled on the lens.
Imitation.
Not real pearls.
Your words do not
convey the thought.
There was a
long distance –
between your lips
and my self-immolation.
Satish Verma
Wasting trillions
Poses implosion.
Innocent starved children.
Ukraine's exploding.
Little Sister's Mercy missions.
Business is closing.
Lost without vision.
Banks begin folding.
Mean streets turned Vicious.
Old structural erosion.
The cold war's gone Fission.
Supposition of votes.
Endless inquisitions.
Yet, an omen bell tolls.
The Road to Perdition,
Is paved in Fool's gold.
Enthralled by the notion
A mermaid could set in motion
Such powerful devotion
Causing ludic commotion
She offers an elixir of love potion
Stirring powerful emotion
Feels much like an implosion
Monsooning into an explosion
Down to the bottom of the ocean
AP: 2nd place 2025
Submitted on August 4, 2019 for contest DEVOTION TO OCEAN sponsored by CHANTELLE ANNE COOKE - RANKED 1ST
Razed garden hung
Icicle vines crept mortar
Fingers of the dead
And the sun died
Cataract eyed sinking
This limitless implosion
Craven mustard then spread
Barbed
Waspish sting and evisceration
Slinking down the brick
I felt incorrigible
Violence
The lone oranges dangle
The only fruit
Are clockwork
My black heart suppurated
Necrosis
Nerve gas sought
Release to silence
The screaming
Myelin
Form:
I wandered so lonely beneath the stars
Lamenting my wayward pathways chosen
Feeling abject sadness of unhealed scars
Thus, fearing a dreaded self-implosion,
With thoughts of emotional erosion,
Knowing what is past cannot be undone
I shall feel renewed with the rising sun
Pinpoints of star light bathe my inner soul
Such a stroll ensures a victory won
When the morning returns, I shall be whole.
Written June 3, 2022