By Sanyuktha
And if volcanoes had feelings just like humans
Beneath the Earth resides its heart
Creating sights that are pure chaos
Desolated it is, none to love and be loved
Explosions fierce, a fearsome sight
Fiery peaks command the sky
Give it a spark receive an explosion
How much can a heart hold?
Is it all intentional? Does it want to harm us?
Just the nature's way of showcasing its emptiness
Kip is something temporary for dormants, permanent for extincts
Lieu it just waits to be heavy until it can cry
Mankind humbled in awe we stare
Not everything that explodes is a menace, for they have a fragile heart
Old at age, young at soul
Peace within, storms outside
Qualms about itself unable to know its worth
Reminding us about the earth's volatile face
Should we guess, they feel the sight of spring?
The world yearns to hear the laughter in its tales
Under the sky, above the underworld
Volcanoes breathe alive with grace
We are all broken for light to enter and sorrow to leave
Xenoliths are like emotions, trapped inside volcanoes
Yelps the volcanoes, no one to help
Zones out of loneliness until it explodes
(Look at the first letter of each line)
By Sanyuktha
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