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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
its what i have seen in the past few years and well wrote this when my teacher asked me to write an imagery poem

Submitted: November 29, 2013

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Submitted: November 29, 2013




A booming blast wounds the ears. The terror waves shakeup every, Bone and structure. People run to the ground of origin. Another black crime, yet again done. Witness! The broken structures and Lives expunged. The fiery hues, the smoky clouds, Cover the nightmare. People rushing here and there, Panicked and full of fear. Blood patterns and burned-out bodies, Scattered everywhere. Sirens of ambulances and fire engines. Gushes of water and bodies being taken.

Soon the nightmare is cleared-out. Bodies taken and fire put-out. Sirens, screams and shouts, Dying away. The last cloud of smoke, Rise towards the night sky. The lifeless, weeping sight, Sealed away.

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