Explosion

 

It did not begin

Softly or slowly

Like a hurricane does –

Building up its

Strength before

The attack,

Swirling and

Spiraling in the

Ocean before

Coming to rest

Upon the wreckage

And destruction

It has caused.

Nor did it start

Like a great conflagration,

Which starts as a

Spark, and grows

As it hungrily

Devours all in its path –

Simmering and

Spinning around

The world

And leaving only

Ashes behind.

No, it opened

With a bang,

Like an explosion –

A sudden impact

Which flattens

Everything around it –

Unpreventable

Because it is

Unpredictable,

But gone in an instant,

Leaving only the

Confetti-like debris

To float down

From the gray sky.

 

It was an explosion

That occurred when

I met you.

And unfortunately,

The aftermath was

Like the explosion too.

Reviews

[free2bee]

What a wonderful poem, I really enjoyed the use of the word explosion and of its aftermath. Thanks for writing.

[Andromeda]

really nice. i would take out the 'yes' that starts the second stanza, but that's just me...