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Your body shows the path that leads to insanity
Your smile tells why my heart belongs to you
Every single kiss
Every single touch
On your body
Awakens a volcano in me
Your ***** on my chest
My hands holding your **** cheek and thigh
“Go a little bit faster”
You whisper
I surrender to your voice
You control me with that voice
I follow your command
I’m a slave to your body
It speaks a language I can understand
Sienna Luna Jan 2017
Living in fresh hell
is so hard to break.
When the volcano of life
threatens to spill and
burn everything in sight.
Sobriquet Jan 2017
Andesitic magma
was leaching from a tectonic collision deep below
and burned itself out
on the side of a newly formed rend in the landscape
A languid lava flow both ruthless and viscous  

pyroclastic madness settled in a cooling atmosphere
forming ash and raining tephra which fell
quietly to earth  
to suffocate the burning
and everything else.

under ash clouds
under grey powder and stillness
no movement can be made.
Each breathe is sulphuric but the burning goes on
Valeria Ariza Oct 2016
Sweet on my tongue, is the word.
Euphoria an understatement.
I can see again.
I can breathe again.
I can feel the fire again.
Soulless no longer.


I can hear the stars twinkling
I dream of the power of the human brain,
And I feel excited.
I feel excited to live, and to learn.
I am eager for life!
More!
I want more!


It's like waking up from a bad dream.
Like the earthquake has subsided.
The volcanic eruption, catastrophic for being dormant for so long,
So devastating.
But with lava comes new ground, I stand, on new ground.


Pure new beginning.
I've waited all my life for this.
A chance.
A chance to live.


I yearned for life.
I dreamed of a silent heart.
I stumbled and stumbled and fell down.
I fell.
Deep inside the darkest corners of my mind,
I gave up.
I gave up on fighting
And that was tragically beautiful.


Sharp was the thought of insanity.
The cold silver claw thrilling, intoxicating.
The dullness in my eyes, frightening.
I feared for my future.


And so I said "help me".
And she saved me.
When I wanted to drown with intention. My mind said One last stretch till you reach the shore.
Keep fighting just a little longer.
And I saved me.
Thank you.


Welcome whispers life, welcome.
On this new frontier the possibilities, a vast and chaotic ocean.
How fascinating this thing of life.
How exciting.
I wrote this coming out of a depressive episode going into a mania, However, It was representative of the new era of life I was entering. A time after my abuser. An era of growth and advancement and new found self love. an era of peace, of a silent heart.
Valeria Ariza Oct 2016
I am dormant
like the volcano.
My hair, brown like the earth.
And my eyes,
like burning embers in the night,
warm,
mesmerizing,
calm.
Sarah Oct 2016
They said my anger
was cold and distant
like a far reaching planet
I didn't understand
until I felt the heat
bubbling underneath
I felt it and I left it
and as time passed
the lava flow within
hardened into rock
cool, dark, volcanic rock
A permanent landmark
quietly intimidating
those who dare come close
Sally A Bayan Sep 2016
(10wx2)


~...i'm balancing ~...~...~
~...~...~ wading on cool
~...~...~...serene waters
...~...~...preparing
~...~...~...to douse,

.....a volcano,
...burning fervidly...
.......................
imperatively,
it musn't spew
..........its brew.  


Sally


Copyright September 17, 2016
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
***once, an angry bird...***
thehiddenwriter May 2016
The more I talk with you,
The more I fall for you.

How cute and beautiful you are,
Only I know,
How lucky I'm to have a girl like you,
One who always listen.

I cry sometimes,
When I realize I don't deserve anything of you,
You are just way out of my league.

But still I have you,
And no matter what,
Oceans dry,
Earth shatters or the sky bursts,
I'm not letting you go
Ambika Jois May 2016
I wonder if you could tell me
What you saw in my eyes on day one
The day we met had a warm summer breeze
But what did you see under our setting sun?

I ponder until my sky has darkened
What you heard that you didn’t want to let go of
The night we sat in Aya with our eyes widened
But what did you hear through the music of love?

I squander my imagination out of reach
What you could’ve felt on our last embrace
Over the clouds, mourning mountains and seas
But what did you feel about the memories we couldn’t erase?

I surrender my thoughts and dream from yesteryear
What stopped us from erupting every single day?
Through our implosions, we’ve turned igneous and seared
But what good are we if we can’t make it through today?
I wonder, if the quiet and serene Aogashima were to break her silence from 1785 and throw her heat out, how would it appear?
This poem is based on one of my repressed emotions that I felt was connecting with the peaceful yet secretly building Aogashima.

For full intro, visit - https://ambikajois.wordpress.com/2016/04/27/aogashima/
Sally A Bayan May 2016
(10w x 4)

Open both arms...
RECEIVE
GATHER........EMBRACE
Smile...while
PUSHING   OUTWARDS...


Abruptly, raise arms
Like a VOLCANO,
E X P L O D E !!!
Release....precious ENERGY...


Let the
SPIRIT flow
Keep the
FIRE of LOVE
Burning!!!


Start a HABIT
SHARE YOUR  BLESSINGS
YOUR  ENERGY
YOUR
PASSIONS!!!



Sally

Copyright May 1, 2016
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
***FIRE...is one of the many movements in a series of self-strengthening exercises we do before tai chi ...***
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