Metaphor Poem

Filed Under (Metaphor Poems) by on 13-03-2014 and tagged

The volcano is a powerful dragon.
Strong and Deadly.
He flies across the people’s homes.
With his massive wings flapping furiously.
Destroying homes with his deadly hot flames.
Frightening and killing every single thing in his path.

Drooling lava all over the city.
The death machine of the century.
Frightening millions with his rumbling call.
The earth trembling under his power.

But on an ordinary day.
When all is calm.
He stands alone, waiting for his time to come.
His wings flapping quietly.
Puffing clouds of smoke.

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