Krakatoa
A titan stirs beneath the deep,
A slumbering wrath no god could keep.
Molten veins convulse and swell,
A whispered oath where demons dwell.
The earth exhales, the heavens reel,
A shattered dawn in fire’s appeal.
Skyborne rivers, embers weep,
A world undone in furnace steep.
Darkness wades where sun once shone,
A breathless hush—a kingdom gone.
The sea recoils, the air stands still,
A hand unseen enacts its will.
Through shattered lands, through ashen tides,
The echoes wail of those denied.
A voice once roared where silence grows,
The ghost of Krakatoa knows.
A slumbering wrath no god could keep.
Molten veins convulse and swell,
A whispered oath where demons dwell.
The earth exhales, the heavens reel,
A shattered dawn in fire’s appeal.
Skyborne rivers, embers weep,
A world undone in furnace steep.
Darkness wades where sun once shone,
A breathless hush—a kingdom gone.
The sea recoils, the air stands still,
A hand unseen enacts its will.
Through shattered lands, through ashen tides,
The echoes wail of those denied.
A voice once roared where silence grows,
The ghost of Krakatoa knows.
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Background: Uncontrollable chaos, nature’s wrath, and humanity’s insignificance. Inspired by the infamous eruption of Krakatoa in 1883, this poem portrays the volcano as a slumbering beast that awakens with destructive power. It emphasizes nature’s indifference to human existence and how quickly everything we build can be erased. The final stanza suggests that even after destruction, the echoes of such cataclysmic events remain haunting, ever present reminders of nature’s dominance.
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