Lava deluge from the mountain top
A cascade of sparks you can’t stop
Annihilating everything in it’s path
Behold the fear of her wrath
Don’t get to near, the fires intense
You better run use common sense
She feels no remorse nor empathy
Knows not the meaning of sympathy
Like a match trees burst in flames
What’s in her path she does claim
Each footprint is simply vexed
Oh wait a minute! it’s just my ex; -)
Some pple don't feel remorse because they know they haven't done anything wrong... And others who simply don't know what they really think and feel are always very keen on fireing their judgements, especially those who know they are responsible for quite a big mess... Fine piece... Lol I like your metaphor - frank and fair volcanic strenght is something one admires and wants to follow whenever it is necessary...
Hahahahaha! ! ! An element of surprise...hilarious but deeply serious.... I like this one. but when time cools its magma, it just sleep hard.
This is a fun way to explain an ex... I have met people like this... Great poem
Wow talk about a meltdown.haha ha! ! ! ! ! !
haha...this is awesome...no offence, but she reminds me of my mother...that woman could strip paint with her tongue...nice work here.
Excellent metaphors... but hey... in her defence... at least she was HOT! ! ! - Good one TJ..... 10/10
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I would like to translate this poem
Pour a bucket of cold water over her that will put her out take a leaf from another poet (plenty more fish in the sea, get yourslf a good rod) 10 from Chris