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solfang Jan 2018
loving you,
is like walking
on a landmine;
suited with a
vest decorated in
dangerous explosives

one wrong step-
                          and it goes 'kaboom',
just like ticks
of warning from
my puny heart

                                    you hold a machine
                                   and prepared to shoot;
                                   as if I've not experienced
                                   the after effects of this war,

just so I could win,
the peace treaty
of your affection
I love comparing love with explosive— both are not safe to be held or toyed around.
solfang Jan 2018
there is no need
to throw grenades
at me; when I am
already a living,
ticking timebomb
spare me your shades, spare me your hates.
solfang Dec 2017
the term 'opposite attracts'
is coined for a reason,
when two similar people are
bonded with chemistry,
it can unwillingly cause
an explosive reaction,
that's physically and mentally
harmful to both sides
due to strong, obsessive
bonds for one another

yet when opposite attracts,
a subtle reaction is triggered
with occasional sparks,
and mixes to become
the perfect formula
we call love
Might sound common, but I've experienced explosion caused by similar attraction. Haven't liked anyone with opposite personality though.
Cameryn Rogers Dec 2016
Passion:
blazing,
a burning fire,
a deep desire. Me before you.
Our hearts expanding.
Fierce emotion--
Love.
K Balachandran Oct 2016
Your kiss sparks a fire,
the gun powder in me flares,
triggering fire works.
Jim Marchel Aug 2016
Everytime I see your bubbly smile I'm actually watching fireworks.
The air smells explosive when you let that first one go and I feel the shockwave hit my chest.
You light up the night, not once, not twice, but for what seems like forever, so radiant and clamoring its impossible to ignore you.
You captivate me with quickly blooming blossoms whenever you snicker and I want nothing more than to sit where I am and stare at you for hours.
You never get tired of releasing your light into the world, and you never get old; you only get more beautiful to me from beginning to the end.

*Save the finale just for me.
Snow Wolf Sep 2015
Mayfire strikes out, a fever like no other.
Fireworks sparkle and crackle and boom across the sky.
Cackling and burning with laughter,
They taunt and they don't forgive.
Explosive and wild and colorful,
Yet after their spark is gone, there is nothing but a null,
A small, infinitesimal void.
But they knew what they were.
They lived to the fullest, for their life is so short.
They know the meaning of life like no other.
Fireworks are bolder.
They aren't afraid to show their true selves.
They aren't afraid to show their true colors,
In their last moments.
Fireworks are spectacular bursts
Of burning truths.
s Jun 2015
i am consumed with feelings
anger takes over
things are flying
uncontrollable
stormy
violent
how does one control this?
are feelings meant to be controlled?
breathe in
breathe out
breathe in
breathe out
c o n t r o l
i cannot
i feel weak
i can’t breathe
help
boom
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