#firework
an obsession
so deep to care
fireworks blast into the sky
snapping the our reality with theirs
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oh boy!
Dec 27, 2024
Dec 27, 2024 at 10:37 AM UTC
Summers ago,
On a dark July night
The expansive field was lit by the soft glow of explosions
In the night sky.
One boy whom decided he didn’t see enough of the glow,
Ran out far away into the field,
But he didn’t see
The misfired shot into the blazing grass far away
When he realized a whistling winding whirling missile was before him,
It was too late.
In that millisecond that felt like hours, colors, sparkles, and ashes
Were all around
And when it ended
All he wanted
Was to see it again.
Oct 18, 2024
Oct 18, 2024 at 2:58 PM UTC
venom meets venoms
neon blood moon
pray to the raven for bonhommes like you
cold hands meet in crowded rooms
firework sparks lighting up truth
graceful unable to be so far removed
cuddle up into my thoughts of you
the essence, my dependence
it is all about you
Jan 26, 2024
Jan 26, 2024 at 9:54 AM UTC
Our glory days over
Ability to choose what is best for us fading from fingertips
One thought over all others stands out
'We are shooting stars'
Another firework sizzling out in cool black air
Nov 24, 2020
Nov 24, 2020 at 10:14 AM UTC
You're the lighter that ignites my spark
and causes my inner gunpowder to mark
the darkened sky with an explosion of coloured lights;
I'm a firework landmark of the nights.
Feb 26, 2020
Feb 26, 2020 at 10:10 AM UTC
Put my emotions in a glass jar,
closed the lid on a real tight.
Set it aside.
Take the next big best thing,
make myself occupied.
Thinking it can make me happy.
Now I can't get through to my emotions
Without having it exploding on me,
like fireworks on the 4th of July.
Jan 8, 2020
Jan 8, 2020 at 11:36 AM UTC
The time is coming, the earth soon unwiring
Fire and lightning rumbles down, down upon all the ground
The same ground that hosts the very thing killing it
It seems that the key to both greatness and terror has once again been used on not greatness
But terror
The sky flashes as all of everything you have ever loved, hated, and known, turns into ashes
Bombs rain from above as corpses fill the ground below
Yet, we still look up, at our impending doom
Just to watch one final firework
Jan 8, 2020
Jan 8, 2020 at 4:32 AM UTC
The firecrackers exploded in the night sky,
light slipped through every twinkling star
dancing among those sparkling lights
as if the moon was not enough;
Every outburst tainted the darkness of the nightfall,
turned its tranquillity into mayhem
of aesthetics and beauty,
shifting the horizon into an abstract portrait.
Everything was perfect.
Everything was beautiful.
It would be a great year ahead indeed.
Jan 1, 2020
Jan 1, 2020 at 9:35 AM UTC
Fireworks and I have a lot in common
They burn out
And fizzle
And spark
And Scream
While people watch on with amusement
Without worry
The thing about fireworks and me?
They're pretty until you get too
Close
-I've burnt the fingers of too many people
Jan 29, 2019
Jan 29, 2019 at 8:26 PM UTC
Look in the sky
See how my heart
Explodes colors
For you tonight.
Jan 1, 2019
Jan 1, 2019 at 3:00 PM UTC
she shined so bright
that he was surprised
he couldn’t taste the stars
dancing on her skin.
surprised he couldn’t smell
the wood burning
and hear the fire crackling.
but most of all
he was surprised
she didn’t know
that she was more spectacular
than the skies on the fourth of july.
Nov 26, 2018
Nov 26, 2018 at 12:47 AM UTC
He was my Firework
Beautiful, mesmerizing, and the perfect rhyme
He made me feel all kinds of things
with only just few ticks of time
But you, my Sun
make me giggle in all kinds of ways
you give me a certain kind of warmth
the certain kind that stays
Throughout the day
and even in the darkness of the night
You'll always find a way
to reach my heart with your light
I loved the Firework
It was amazing, surreal and fun
But know that I love you infinitely more
And I always will, my Sun
Nov 16, 2018
Nov 16, 2018 at 9:38 AM UTC
we are like stars, like dying embers,
clusters of us and only one
explodes.
my dreams have turned me into desire,
and i wonder where my desire will take me,
i wonder what my desire will make me.
will i be like star, or ember,
or will i be like the fireworks at night,
the ones no one notices until they explode.
that boom sounds like my heartbeat
-it’s still looking for a beat.
hasn’t found one yet.
hasn’t found one yet,
but it seems to beat for you.
darling, you know i love the stars.
at night, they light up the sky,
they’re brilliant and i can’t not love them.
you’re a star of mine,
brilliant,
but do you fade?
in the morning, will you still seem
bright,
or beautiful?
are you even there?
i’m scared you only glow at night,
and that my eyes will lose you,
and my heart will just beat somewhere else.
will you stay in the morning,
or will you be gone
like the fireworks last night?
Aug 9, 2018
Aug 9, 2018 at 1:32 PM UTC
i wish i could be with you
not necessarily for the celebration
but for the beautiful fireworks
the sparks
admiring you
admiring them
but instead i am admiring you
from afar
and the sparks fly between us through text message.
next year i'll be with you my love,
next year will be our year.
A.B
Jul 2, 2018
Jul 2, 2018 at 1:54 AM UTC
Oh, the million
Fireworks that explode in
My heart when we kiss.
Jun 29, 2018
Jun 29, 2018 at 8:38 PM UTC
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-
**** yeah babe I'm a firework
'bout to burst through the sky in a brilliant
flash of emotion bringing happiness to the couple
sprinting through the streets
-FLASH-
Burnt out.
Expended.
Used.
Apr 9, 2018
Apr 9, 2018 at 11:57 AM UTC
the fireworks made me
see the word 'alive'
they said people like me
couldn't feel things
but i did that very night
the page was flipped
we embark on time
maybe this year 'round
we'll do it right
but darling, did the fireworks
make you feel alive too?
make you feel hope
make you want to explode
make you want to be beautiful
make you want to stay
make you scream
make you smile
make you stare
and say 'hey, look at that,
i made it through again."
Jan 1, 2018
Jan 1, 2018 at 5:42 AM UTC
You are the firework of my heart.
You are the boom as sparkles depart.
You bring bright, amazing color
like no other.
You are the firework of my heart.
You make fire to art.
You acquire a spark
and light up the dark.
You are the firework of my heart.
Sep 2, 2017
Sep 2, 2017 at 1:36 PM UTC
Like the smoke blown from each puff of your cigarette, we dance in the air being left to the guidance of the wind. Our journey is unpredictable, perhaps the only thing in my life not subject to my incessant planning and worry, you are the dancing flame the only real source of light here. The only warth that dances among the icey hallways and hollow rooms of my life.
There is no predictability in the wind. No known destination or definitive end. It scares me, you scare me, as I look into your eyes as we soar through the air and I realise you may be the one thing I truly could have no control over.
The side of me that guards my true self in a gated cell is terrified. Terrified that the walls it has built to keep my true self away from the life and person it wants to be may come crashing down from a simple blow of your mighty breath or a bat of your infinity eyes.
I've lived my life being scared of the wind, running from the outside avoiding open space, lest my hair be ruined or my well kept shirt be moved around but lately I haven't cared about that so much. Lately I hang out of my bedroom window and imagine your solo dance when I'm not around. You look majestic even though you'd curse me for saying so.
But I can feel you slipping away now, as the toll of bad timing and past trauma halt us like closed doors and building walls. I can see you slipping into just another status on my screen in three months time, wondering why the wind doesn't blow here anymore.
A random conversation asking how the others life has been before disappearing into our own uniquely different hells again.
Maybe that's how it was always supposed to go, maybe we were never a flame or raging fire, a great pyre lite to light up the night. Perhaps we were a firework, a moment of ethereal beauty revealing what the night could have been but never is in endless shadow.
We put on a good show, with terrified eyes and tender hands we exploded in a canvas of colour and energy.
I danced in the wind but for a second and I wouldn't trade the second for the night.
Aug 21, 2017
Aug 21, 2017 at 10:30 PM UTC
Bokeh flares glitter.
Give me love
Give me love
Give me love
Spirals of white.
Give me love
Give me love
Give me love
Dancing yellow light screeches.
Overwhelming prisms flash through.
Angry heated red sets fire.
Meadow green comforts, too.
I close my eyes and I listen.
I see a masterpiece painted behind my eyes, sitting, waiting to be discovered.
Encovered. Enearthed. A firework display of passion errupting in time
One and two and three and four ...
Blood, oceans, dirt, sun
The words bring the passion and the passion brings the show.
The rhythm creates the motion, gives life to the color.
Color.
Give me love
Give me love
Give me love
Every song has color.
Every song has a display.
All we need to do is close our eyes and wait and
Take the time to listen.
-t.s.
Jul 29, 2017
Jul 29, 2017 at 11:55 PM UTC
Away from the nicely lit place,
where guests chatted and giggled,
we sat face to face, in the after glow
of our smoldering new found love,
for quite a while,wondering within us,
how could emotional fireworks blow up
amidst prolonged pandemonium,like this?
Words to us, seemed quite out of place
I just gazed and gazed in to her eyes
she blushed,like a first time kisser.
A faint beam from a distance, made her
emotionally charged face look all aflame.
Her nostrils pretty attractive,perfect rings
looked flared,like an animal's,I noticed
that catches a scent, awaited for long;
seemed like she had an urgent need to express.
I had a guess, but her words were distracting,
"I love your fingers"she lisped, my index finger
on the right hand she started to pet,
"It's so enticing"she spoke as if
she substitutes a thing for one different.
as the compulsion was such.
Time stood still, in the middle,but that wasn't a hitch!
I remembered she had to leave, shortly
but the tide of our passions was flooding still,
so we created darkness at will around us.
Jun 13, 2017
Jun 13, 2017 at 8:25 AM UTC
Colorful
Lights fill the sky
Painting a picture in the nighttime
Red
Blue
Purple
Green
Fulfilling all of our hopes and dreams
Apr 29, 2017
Apr 29, 2017 at 8:15 AM UTC
Fireworks
Benny's old man said
for you to use and enjoy
but be careful.
So Benny
and his sister Naomi
went down
the concrete stairs
of the flats
and into the Square
with the small box
of fireworks.
Benny lit them
they
and others nearby
watched and were thrilled.
After it was over
the other kids clapped.
Then Hem
Lydia's brother
threw a banger
at Naomi
she screamed
and Benny chased Hem
but Hem ran fast.
He ran through
the Square
down
the slope
leading
to Rockingham Street.
Benny was on his tail
filled with anger
that Hem had thrown
the firework at his sister.
Hem panicked
when he saw Benny
was on his tail
ran across the road
without looking
but nothing was coming.
Benny ran after him
cornered him
against the wall
of the big factory
pinned him there
punched him
with fury.
Hem pleaded
just for a bit of fun
but Benny whacked him
until his anger had seeped.
He walked away
leaving the boy
on the ground
holding his stomach.
The evening was
creeping in
the sky darkening.
Benny walked back
up the slope
looking behind
at the big
moaning dope.
Mar 22, 2017
Mar 22, 2017 at 4:35 AM UTC