Volcano- poem

My mind is like a volcano
And my thoughts are lava
Bubbling and burning
At the bottom of the pit
Gnawing away at patience
Inviting the inevitable eruption

The volcano never sleeps
It keeps on brewing away
Burning inside
Knowing that it will blow up one day
And maybe over again

But sometimes the volcano
Can sense the time has come
And the magma is blazing
And pushing through the volcano itself
Causing everything around it to fall apart
As it slowly throws up
Hot, burning, lava

It takes its time to cool down
But intends on destroying the world around it
Sparing no mercy
For imagination
And creativity
And thoughts thought a long time ago

It flows down and about
Worrying thoughts
If they shall be able to push this through
And survive
Or like many before
Lie crumpled, ashen, grubby
And dead

Can everything live after this
Can everything mend itself
And go back to what it was before
And most importantly
Can everything withstand this

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Published by milomi10

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  1. Very well described THE effects the thoughts and the devastation brought upon by the Volcano ๐ŸŒ‹๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘ may it be our own thoughts which erupts at one point

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