Poetry on volcano.
A peaceful existence,
that touches the sky.
A grim appearance,
Pouring from all sides.
It cries in the wind,
whispers in the shadows.
It lives and lingers,
in the endless hollows.
somehow it’s a little bit eerie to go near one. i hope it won’t burst without warning. Nice poem though.
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A peaceful existence,
