Fading Bomb

There is a bomb inside me

I feel like I am burning up

The ticking gets louder each second I wait

Each second I waste

I wait for you to change your mind

Ha. I am beginning to think not

As the bit of hope fades away

 The fuse on the bomb glows like the setting sun

And I cool down like the evening into night

The blue into red, into orange

 and finally a small puff of smoke

As I let you go

Reviews

[Mark]

I like the imagery of the bomb, the tension created waiting to see what will happen, the changing colours of flame. Simple yet intriguing. Well formed and shaped. I like the contrast where it ended in a puff of smoke it really helps to show the release. Good Write :)

[Rockebah]

I feel like that somethings. I like this . It relatable.

[Michael X]

Metaphorically ambitious and well written, the colorful wording added to the effect,
I think you did a pretty nice job, in craft and creative form.
especially important in the beginning and ending, which I can see in this poem.
Great Job, I enjoyed reading this.

[Str8jacket]

I really enjoy all the imagery that was put into this. This poem has almost a bittersweet quality.