( / Singapore)

Terror

Flashing rays
Thunderous sound
Fire encases melting heat
Shrapnel ignominiously
Blossom
Dance through innocent flesh
That crawls out of one’s skin
The roar of the explosion
Dries every tear
Screams pollute, deafening ears
Live audience
In an unprecedented
Death Opera

The sound of fury
Orchestrated by an unseen martyr
Believed to be
Next of kin
Of the Devil
Foe of God

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A beautiful poem
Terror foe of God having no religion.Thanks for sharing.
very nice, i like your use of words.
I will say good like others
Truly beautiful :) Bravo 10!
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