Volcanity Poems | Examples

With Love Comes Change

With Love Comes Change

Ingrained within humanity 
Lies blatant, crass profanity. 
A product of mundanity;
(That's smoldering volcanity,
With all of its inanity),
Is lacking in urbanity 
And borders on insanity!

What seems a mere formality,
Could lessen such brutality,
(Or hinder some fatality);
By changing ones mentality
Towards a new morality:
Of love inclined reality. 


1.26.2017©deborah burch

I Think, Therefore Am I

I Think, Therefore Am I?


Neck cracking penumbra
shines on starlit mundanity
ebon macabre epiphanies
fogwebs of my morality
my tongue twists ceaselessly
trinkets of truffled profanity
dearest mirror, mirror reality
has humanity cursed me?
For the fatality of dreams
bared in broken bosoms
of madness and brutality
masked by faux urbanity
crowns like a dead infant
delivered from its womb
into the arms of inanity
a morbidly, tragic formality
But still steadfast I warrior
heart held bleeding in hand
cur-sed whispers of volcanity
bent echoes of forced vitality
to sever the seams of malady
and hand scribe the braindust
of my cursive minded mentality
upon reams of papered therapy
shrouded by inky black misery
of things thought but never told
to a world swilled in sugar beliefs
of dappled sun and spun parasols
rainbow thoughts and red carousels
while I continue to wander down
this darkened tunnel of insanity


January 27, 2017

Reality of Modern Times

In this new world, the reality of insanity
Elicits frail morality, losing deep values
To cuthroat urbanity. We thirst for quick fixes
And dismiss gentle formality although life
Grants humanity its spirit’s wholeness—
How can greed and power allow us to ignore
Kindness, simple vitality borne from Hope,
Our birthright amid mundanity? Is man’s dream
Caged in temporal inanity where success 
Is appraised by materialism or arrogant fame?
Such brutality! We forget the path of compassion
As time forges on in despotic volcanity, while
Children grow imbibing a mentality that existence
Lies in crude profanity based on self-interest…

Where is love in this equation?A doomed fatality
Of modern times , perhaps.     I wonder.


Contest: Word Challenge for Silent One
1/27/2017

Destiny's Project

Do not balk at this reality–our bloody brutality–
for our fathers have learnt long ago,
that while humanity is quite plagued with insanity,
there is hope we can nourish and grow.

It is the height of inanity–our accursed volcanity!
The dawn sees betrayal and lies.
Strangling morality, robed in profanity,
our brothers break all of their ties.

Our purpose is clear, our mentality of vitality,
buttressed by union of all 'neath the sky.
No simple urbanity, and hardly formality,
it is to the heavens our noble dreams fly.

No sword can fall in a stroke of mundanity–
not when divine will comes with each fatality. 

26 January 2017

Humanities Realities

HUMANITIES REALITIES 


The morality rate is at an all-time low
Disparity runs ramped in the streets
The reality of it all screams out "NO"
While everyone's volcanity seethes in heat

The fatality of decency, the mundanity of life
Lost vitality in heart, mind, body , and soul
The profanity we curse caused by pain and strife
Trying to think with a mentality like a 5 year old

The inanity of our Spirituality is cause for concern
Fearing the brutality of he who holds the keys
The formality in how we all just wait our turn
While people in urbanity walk around on their knees

The insanity of humanity, such a depressive state
Exhausting our veracity beating on one another
The criminality in our belief, the fires burn in hate
Glamourizing the totality of pitting brother against brother



01/25/17

The Cage of Words

How to use these words, I ponder, a fabulous creation of humanity!
Words set to hold man in the cage of formality, guarding it well from inanity.
Words that hurt, words that please; choose profanity or urbanity. 
But, the volcanity of man’s nature cannot be contained in a pot of morality.
This is the fatality; an unfortunate reality of man’s mentality. 
He dances on the line of variables tended at the ends by mundanity and vitality.
At one end he may sink into insanity while on another he may embrace brutality!



26/01/17
For Word Challenge (14 words) by Silent One.

Our Brutal Rooms

In the canvas of twilightish insanity
Appear pomegranate designs of passion
An intellectual dance of day flowing into night

In the sea inside skull, the heartbeats of humanity
Vibrating with   rurality towards urbanity 
Get oxidized in the lemon and salt of mundanity

No concern for the formality of meter and iamb
And thus blooms out the filigree of feelings
Beautiful  Sylvia Plath effect revealing

They invite us to the mirror 
Of our reality of current disintegration
Reeking of brutality and volcanity

Collapsing rhythm joyously spells fatality 
And cheerfully grows an inanity of mentality
Eating into our diamonds of morality

You often say you will return and love
Are you afraid of the expanding emptiness
And the vitality-sapping black holes?

We do not know why profanity is considered a value
We do not know where our brutal rooms lead to
We only see green leaves dropping dead every day
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25/01/2017
Word Challenge -  Poetry Contest hosted by Silent One

People I Have Met

Within the humanity and inhabitants of Earth
there is an great diversity of human kind . . . 

I have met people full of urbanity with polished manners
formally is their official status-
there are many who use their morality and ethics
knowing the difference between good and evil, right and wrong
to help others, they seem able to grasp the reality of any situation
lots of people have great ideas and mentally think good thoughts
that energy and vitality is like a seed that grows

But I have met people unbalanced, deranged and suffering
from insanity it seems, using vulgar words and profanity
there are full of volcanity ready to erupt like a volcano . . .

Have you ever met someone mindless, inanity is their name
they just lack ideas and their everyday life is mundanity

Oh then are those full of fatality, doom and gloom . . . 

But the worse people that I avoid are those who
are violent, savage, full of brutality toward all mankind.

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January 24, 2017

Poetry/Free Verse/People I Have Met
Copyright Protected, ID 17-868-611-0
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.

Where Is My Mind

A victim of society's profanity
     Trying to fit in with urbanity
     Bigger, fancier, who thought of this insanity
     Commercials full of inanity

     Working night and day fatality
     Need more money false reality
     Corporations destroy vitality
     Hate my job brutality

     Be honest with myself morality
     Get away from deadly formality
     No more a puppet of other's mentality
     Who want my soul full of mundanity

     My spirit rise high in volcanity
     Do only what brings passion humanity

     1/24/2017  Word Challenge Contest, sponsored by Silent One

Steer the Thoughts

In fake urbanity, somewhere we lost our humanity,
  Respect and care for others, is turning to a formality, 
    In reality, we are being trounced by the mundanity,
      Our morality is now diminishing; it bears no vitality.

Profanity pooled with inanity will lead us to insanity,
  Crippling societies, are swarmed with toxic mentality,
    Where sick minds attack innocent, causing fatality.

Let’s rise, and save world from the hands of brutality,
  And steer the thoughts of youth away from volcanity,
    In fake urbanity, why did we lose our humanity?




Jan 24, 2017.
Word challenge - Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by: Silent One

April 19, 2017.
Re-entered for the contest
Screwed XVII - Poetry Contest 
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Word Challenge

Why have we ran from morality
By living in such brutality  
We’ve lost touch with our humanity
And soon we will lose our vitality 
By embracing a hateful mentality 
Living like this is a definite fatality 
Our lifestyles have become a mundanity 
No longer a positive force in our urbanity 
And that alone is not a formality
We’re wayward souls, and that's a reality
Our words are often vile profanity 
The things we say are inanity,
And the end result we always be a volcanity 
Not to mention living this way is pure insanity 
 


Insanity
Humanity
profanity
Inanity
Mundanity
Urbanity
Fatality
Reality
Brutality
Formality
Mentality
Morality
Vitality
Volcanity


1-24-17
Contest- Word Challenge 
Sponsor- Silent One

The Reason For Our Vitality

God is the Lord of all humanity,
And the reason for our vitality;
When we ignore Him, there's insanity,
Volcanity, lack of morality,
Senseless brutality, profanity,
That leads mankind towards fatality;

Today, we're lacking in urbanity,
Because of no open mentality.
To trust in riches is inanity.
Believing Christ needs no formality,
He's the Way to heav'n, not mundanity,
Accept it or not, that's reality.


01-24-17

Modern Days

Modern Days

We live with the brutality of human kind,
a reality that calls for a hand divine.

This violent nature of mentality is strange,
a volcanity of actions with inanity of change.

There’s a new wave morality on the rise,
needing not the formality of legal ties.

Yet buried by a mundanity of human thought,
in the panic of urbanity, we are caught.

Vitality must infuse the poet’s mind,
or our dreams face fatality over time

Insanity’s profanity is worldwide dread.
May a fire of humanity quickly spread.

1/23/17

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Judged 2/1/17
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Broken Wings

A Bore's Soliloquy

A  Bore’s Soliquy

Mundanity is a world I’ve come to know
And Inanity is the lifestyle I’ve come to show
For Reality is a demon I try to evade
My Mentality has kept me in the shade
The need for Vitality is what I need
A new Volcanity on which to feed
Adding Brutality to create a new scene
To the point of Insanity to alter my mien
but a chap from Urbanity I’ve been raised to be
The Fatality of my norm, I certainly see
My lack of Profanity before my God
As well as my Morality, I’m forced to abide
Doomed to a Formality I cannot hide

Word Challenge Contest
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January 23, 2017

What Struck Me Was Your Urbanity

What struck me was your urbanity… which I now see as social profanity.

Our first meeting you filled the room with intellectual vitality
You carried on about substance and morality 
You had such a distinct alluring mentality
and you dressed yourself in a triumphant formality

I honestly thought you were the heart of shining humanity
which has made my recent clutch on reality
a crushing blow of brutality

 …you are really just ..Self-involved Inanity!

Your charisma is in fact mundanity
You words now spew like vile volcanity

You are a warped melon ball..... of insanity!
and if I did not so fear the worst of worst karmic calamity

I would gladly help you meet…a sudden and quite comical 
fatality

(written for Silent One contest 1/23/2017)

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