Please log in below, or sign up.
Forgot Password?
Popular Poetry
Broken heart poemsDark poems
Friendship poems
Funny poems
Inspirational poems
Love poems
Sad poems
Other poems
New Poetry
Broken heart poetryDark poetry
Friendship poetry
Funny poetry
Inspirational poetry
Love poetry
Sad poetry
Other poetry
Subscribe to a premium membership!
Search for poetry anywhere!
The Volcano
From the peak of euphoria
to the crag of despair
Vivid phantasmagoria,
sparks a poetic flare
Eruptions past, ignite and glow
Burning thought to form it
Heated color begins to flow
from feelings long dormant
Drawing on memory's cuisine
of pain and pleasure's games
Erupting on the scene
and igniting slumbering flames
The magma of the past must vent
from the cleft of old scars
So never try to circumvent
reality's bazaars
by grunty
posted on 11/03/2009
to the crag of despair
Vivid phantasmagoria,
sparks a poetic flare
Eruptions past, ignite and glow
Burning thought to form it
Heated color begins to flow
from feelings long dormant
Drawing on memory's cuisine
of pain and pleasure's games
Erupting on the scene
and igniting slumbering flames
The magma of the past must vent
from the cleft of old scars
So never try to circumvent
reality's bazaars
by grunty
posted on 11/03/2009
Vote: 
Comments: 15
Click here to send this poem to a friend
Comment by true: Nov 7, 2009 1:02 am
wow... that's great Grunty.... Really great.... the idea itself is as a volcano..... your thoughts are just like lava.... Go On Man...Comment by flippinthrulife17: Nov 4, 2009 10:44 am
THIS is what I call Poetry! :O Beautiful, detailed and just--really neat! I like it! *votes up!*Comment by SilentWords: Nov 3, 2009 8:17 am
phantasmagoria- Now, that's a fun word! The Imagination is a poet's best friend.
The magma of the past must vent
from the cleft of old scars
Oh, the love that. Stunning!
Comment by beautifuldisaster: Nov 3, 2009 12:08 pm
Drawing on memory's cuisine
of pain and pleasure's games
I really like these lines.
Well done grunty
Comment by PrettyOdd: Nov 4, 2009 5:53 pm
I love the intensity of the poem. Beautiful.Comment by Telemachus: Nov 5, 2009 2:43 pm
Nice work - I am tempted to write my version involving candles and flickering torches...Comment by meltedsnowman: Nov 5, 2009 11:18 pm
incredible!! Comment by darksideofme: Nov 6, 2009 6:53 am
Another good one man.
Tis a good metaphor.
Comment by prettyspl: Nov 7, 2009 11:43 am
Loved every word, every reason, every rhyme. It's one of those poems that I love to re-read because I get so much out of it every time! Very well done! : )Comment by JamesR: Nov 7, 2009 5:11 pm
Wonderuful,
"The magma of the past must vent
from the cleft of old scars"
Good shit.
Comment by JamesR: Nov 7, 2009 5:12 pm
Wonderuful? Far out my typing is fail...*Wonderful*Comment by monkeyboy2416: Nov 10, 2009 6:49 pm
At the moment i think mine is more of a wet fart that won't light...though i do keep burning my arse.
It's interesting to read you write in metre mate, there are two lines in this poem that are out of metre the way i speak but will be fine when you do.
(Waffle)
Great stuff, your word choice reminds me of my own.
Comment by Tinkerbellpixie: Nov 15, 2009 6:58 pm
"The magma of the past must vent
from the cleft of old scars"
I agree with Silent, I love this line!
Definitely a great metaphor.
Great job grunty!
Comment by Shadow17: Nov 18, 2009 4:17 am
This is just wonderful! No comment necessary other than respect! Great job!