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HoneyPotter Feb 2018
My life is like a night sky
starless and all black
the scene before you came
it was a boring flashback.

Then came you as an explosion
followed by a beautiful show
I was captivated by your colors
Much as I was amazed by the rainbow.

I am that starless night sky
You're the fireworks I couldn't deny
You've made me colorful for a moment
and made my life different.

But just like a firework show
that has come to its end
Your colorful love has faded
the sky is black again
leaving me lonely and broken.
Inspired by last night’s opening of 9th international pyromusical competition.
NURUL AMALIA Jan 2018
everything is so sweet
like cotton candy sold in the night market
just like vanilla ice cream that melted on the tongue
tonight the sky was bombarded with fireworks
rainbow colors are scattered everywhere
stars have friends
they celebrate
Alice Jan 2018
you are a million stars trapped in one body
the embodiment of light and the glowing heart
of the sun
your eyes can tell a million lies whereas
your mouth can only one
that you could never love me,
and in one blink
the colours change from grey to golden
and all the love in your heart pours into
vivid eyes and wild smiles
all the love in the world has conquered you
because you make me a queen
with a crown made from the jewels of your soul,
you look at me with heavy, sad yet gleaming eyes
that tell a shining story of how you love me
and how your heart bursts into each and every rainbow
that overcomes my own gloom
each tear that falls from my face causes you a
heartbreak that you cannot fix
all the love in the world cannot save us
so when the blink ends
the world turns back into grey and you lie like
you were never golden.
Leilani Jan 2018
I dial your number

My body responds - shunting all blood from extremities to my vital organs
Prepared for the threat that could occur at any moment

My toes run cold with every unanswered ring

Voicemail.

My fingers have gone numb
My heart doesn’t understand what to make of this

You pull me in close and push me away like a yo-yo you were never done playing with

Down
and
Up and




Down

Does the string never end?

I’m so far down now, the yo-yo must be in on the joke
Conditioned to a cycle of deep anxiety

Till every firework feels like it may be a bomb
Something meant for joy
Instead, an imminent threat

You of all people should understand why
I coward at the sign of a spark
You are a vet after all

I let the fireworks hit me, knowing full well it will hurt
And it does hurt. And you aren’t sorry.

I guess I’d hoped for better than cold hands and an empty heart.
IPM Jan 2018
I love watching those flames
the ones that turn to art
the ones that patch my heart
and make it fall apart again.

So when the world turns dark
and hollow words blow in the wind
Prometheus has no flame to lend
our light then brightly sparks.

At peace I find myself tonight
before my feet touch land
and blood flows back into my hands
before the show disappears from sight.

The fireworks now leave the Earth
my eyes are open wide
a freezing streak bellow them lies
forever lost in the cold night's dirt.

Now smoke resides where light once shone
what a way to spend New Year's Eve
alone, with nothing even left to grieve
over, away from home.
valerie megan Dec 2017
fires are exploding,
up in the sky,
coloring the dark,
filling in the void

though its beauty,
one thing i do know
no one could ever
fill in the hole in my heart

never are you here
never will you here
and i will always try
to conceal my feelings
happy new year everyone!
Vyiirt'aan Dec 2017
The promise of romance
Lingers through an eternal dance
A childhood adventure unfolded
Embroidered with the hope of happiness
Exiling the remains of sadness
With the passion of love
As fireflies flourish like fireworks
In the marine ocean that is the sky
19/12:

The challenge is to create a poem using 10 randomly selected words:

adventure childhood dance fireworks happiness hope love promise romance sadness
Ash Young Dec 2017
Remember remember the fifth of November.

Remember glistening fury and violent light, iridescent agony soaring into black abysses, orange green and blue mixes with stars in a display of panicked serenity.

Gunpowder treason and plot.

Light a fuse and set me ablaze, every fragile thought a shimmering time bomb ready to explode into dancing convulsions, let flames lick at my ribcage and let my heart smoulder. My words commit treason upon my heart. My brain spasms with busts of rainbow paroxysms and my fingers are blistering sparklers.

- Set my entire being afire and watch me implode in a beautiful display
I'm angsty
Kinsey Williams Nov 2017
Very seldom do things happen instantly,
But we were an exception.

A firework of heart-burn and sparks.
Exploding fast, happening all at once.

We left nothing to chance,
and instead found a pure, thrilling, bliss.

Exhilaration without hesitation.
A leap into nothingness without fear.

And we ended just as quickly as we started.
We didn’t fade to black like rolling credits.

Because our love wasn’t a movie.
It didn't have time to development into a meaningful plot.

We were there, and then we weren’t.
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