You explode on impact. The dying wait for your return. The masses covered in body parts and blood. The resting place for an eternal sunshine. It crawls up your spine, and whispers down your ear. You refuse to listen, but they still won't give up. You won't give in. If blood is what they want, blood is what they'll get. It dwells from within. A star explodes and then all went dim.
I want to write something deep and poetic About the fireworks I saw. But all I can come up with Is the physical attributes— The seeing that I did, The hearing that I did, The feeling that I did, The experiencing that I did. Red comets shot upward In a slight arcing path To explode in brilliant light And rain down upon the spectators. There’s a hush of anticipation in the audience Between the moment they notice The curling smoke trail, The breathtaking visual display, And the slightly delayed KERPOW As the firework’s sound Finally makes its way through the air. Each exploding fragment Fizzles through the air with a quiet hissing, Competing with the screeching Of the next firework going up. It’s almost kind of sad: Each firework aims for the sky, Reaches as high as it can go, Leaving behind bits of itself as it does so, But hits some invisible ceiling— Some fireworks’ ceilings Are higher than others— And that is their maximum. They can take no more, They cannot reach the sky, They cannot reach the stars, They cannot reach their brethren, And so they explode in their sadness or anger; But in doing so, They light the way for others.
I manage my time better than I manage my emotions. Proceed with caution, there might be an explosion, Like I'm made of vapors of Flammable and Combustible Liquids. They say the longest rope has an end. But do not tempt me with rope, Because if it gets too hard, I. Might. Just. Use. It.
she expected f i r e w o r k s when she first kissed him. little did she know that she was going to become the fireworks.
she was an easy target, and he had good aim. as soon as she f e l l into his grasp, he was quick to send her back from where she came.
crowds gathered. fathers' hands silenced their children's mouths as his loaded her into the mortar. mothers' hands covered their children's ears as his lit the fuse.
she was shot forward by a merciless puff of dragon's breath, and as she looked over her shoulder, she saw the ash leaking from his nostrils.
stars beckoned to her. glimmering, shimmering, shining stars extended their fiery hands to her already outstretched ones. she rose higher and higher, filling her lungs with the last bit of oxygen that was left, and screamed.
he screamed. her flaming body parts rained down in the form of asteroids, striking him. stars spelled out her name and pulsed weakly like his dying heartbeat. they both went from "are" to "were" in a matter of seconds, and everyone knew that their chemical reaction was triggered by fireworks.