Miscellaneous Poems by New Members
Random, diverse and unusual poetry - Published by new DU Poetry members.
Madbuttonhatter
Poem Published
Today 6:47am
Today 6:47am
Lamentations of a Horror Writer
A mess, a miserable menagerie of characters
The magnum opus obliterated in a cycle’s notice
A carefully crafted epic, the prose constructed so aesthetic
A pulsing pinprick on an exposed wound
Erased in a flash, never existed
The meticulously scribbled manuscript
A sacred oath developed sword under microscope
Heart and soul pumped within it’s frightful confines
Useless rubbish amateur or average
A flash, a boom like nuclear annihilation
Now a wasteland of the mind and body
The Fury Road of future dreams and ambitions
Surrendering, all...
The magnum opus obliterated in a cycle’s notice
A carefully crafted epic, the prose constructed so aesthetic
A pulsing pinprick on an exposed wound
Erased in a flash, never existed
The meticulously scribbled manuscript
A sacred oath developed sword under microscope
Heart and soul pumped within it’s frightful confines
Useless rubbish amateur or average
A flash, a boom like nuclear annihilation
Now a wasteland of the mind and body
The Fury Road of future dreams and ambitions
Surrendering, all...
#books
#FreeVerse
#WritersBlock
#LifeAsAWriter
#frustration
8 reads
0 Comments
JWLEE
Poem Published
20th Apr 2018 11:48am
20th Apr 2018 11:48am
Captain Lou Albano (New 4/10/18)
once told a green hulk hogan
in regards to pro-wrestling
there are only two things
real in this business
the money
and
the miles
i'd like to now echo
the good capt's sentiments
for in my 36 years
i have found
that there seems to be
only two things
real in this business
called life
music
and
memories
some might ask
what of love
and i would ask
what keeps it alive for you
in regards to pro-wrestling
there are only two things
real in this business
the money
and
the miles
i'd like to now echo
the good capt's sentiments
for in my 36 years
i have found
that there seems to be
only two things
real in this business
called life
music
and
memories
some might ask
what of love
and i would ask
what keeps it alive for you
#love
#music
#memories
18 reads
2 Comments
b_a_d_n
Poem Published
19th Apr 2018 6:54pm
19th Apr 2018 6:54pm
Gravy Train
All Aboard
through space and time
leave another day behind
streaks of white
they're oh so bright
i tell you,
everything will feel so right
psychedelia and bliss
you can have anything you wish
write out a list;
i insist
happily, the galaxies
you will see
there's always time
you just must find
a way to cross your mental lines
remove the pain with fantasy
stop the rain and you will see
this train is yours to be ...
through space and time
leave another day behind
streaks of white
they're oh so bright
i tell you,
everything will feel so right
psychedelia and bliss
you can have anything you wish
write out a list;
i insist
happily, the galaxies
you will see
there's always time
you just must find
a way to cross your mental lines
remove the pain with fantasy
stop the rain and you will see
this train is yours to be ...
#narrative
13 reads
0 Comments
Justafan18
Justafan
Justafan
Poem Published
17th Apr 2018 6:20pm
17th Apr 2018 6:20pm
Come To Me
#food
45 reads
9 Comments
Periwinkleblue
Nengelia
Nengelia
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:38am
Yesterday 3:38am
last drink
last drink
I'll take before I die
may be that herb
they call guayusa,
since it makes you
Lucid....
ahhhhhhh
I'll take before I die
may be that herb
they call guayusa,
since it makes you
Lucid....
ahhhhhhh
#death
#myself
#LifeCycle
13 reads
0 Comments
BlacSun
Poem Published
7th Apr 2018 7:34pm
7th Apr 2018 7:34pm
I'm New To Deepundergroundpoetry
Hello everyone I'm new to deepundergroundpoetry. I'm looking to meet other poets and artists. I like poems by Tupac.
#happiness
#love
#kindness #gratitude
#kindness #gratitude
49 reads
4 Comments
RJErbacher
Poem Published
17th Apr 2018 3:18am
17th Apr 2018 3:18am
Walking The Dog On An Average Evening
I often stop when out at night
To gaze at stars, their wondrous light
And think of God and his design;
Which path to take, which way is right.
My little dog must think it queer
To wonder why I have paused here
Between the tree and garbage can
Without a fire hydrant near.
He gives his leash a poignant tug
My anxious little fair-haired pug.
Nature’s call has been answered quick;
He longs return to his warm rug.
I clean his mess up off the lawn.
The night grows old, I start to yawn.
Back here with...
To gaze at stars, their wondrous light
And think of God and his design;
Which path to take, which way is right.
My little dog must think it queer
To wonder why I have paused here
Between the tree and garbage can
Without a fire hydrant near.
He gives his leash a poignant tug
My anxious little fair-haired pug.
Nature’s call has been answered quick;
He longs return to his warm rug.
I clean his mess up off the lawn.
The night grows old, I start to yawn.
Back here with...
#dogs
#nature
#SelfReflection
8 reads
0 Comments
vasarian
Poem Published
7th Apr 2018 4:02pm
7th Apr 2018 4:02pm
An Apple A Day
I woke up this morning
and thought the sun was a lemon.
Well maybe a grapefruit as lemons are
well – lemon shaped.
My blackberry was on orange
and sat plum in the middle of the table.
I must get an Apple I thought
I'm not getting my five a day.
I walked through the car park.
A pot of cream in my hand.
And found a pear
sitting beneath an oak tree.
and thought the sun was a lemon.
Well maybe a grapefruit as lemons are
well – lemon shaped.
My blackberry was on orange
and sat plum in the middle of the table.
I must get an Apple I thought
I'm not getting my five a day.
I walked through the car park.
A pot of cream in my hand.
And found a pear
sitting beneath an oak tree.
#identity
#technology
#LifeAsAWriter
23 reads
0 Comments
Shortdontstop
Poem Published
7th Apr 2018 6:43am
7th Apr 2018 6:43am
True Art Is Dangerous
This is a small chair I sit on.
If I'm not careful and lean back too
Far I could fall backwards and
Crack my skull.
Surprisingly, after all these nights
Of getting drunk as shit I haven't
Even come close to that threat.
The concrete that lays
Itself behind me is likely tired
Of staring at this back having to
Hear these keys break over the music
That rises from the stereo.
I'm almost positive it is well annoyed
Watching this hand lift the glass for
One more drink and
Type type type - pause - type type... ...
If I'm not careful and lean back too
Far I could fall backwards and
Crack my skull.
Surprisingly, after all these nights
Of getting drunk as shit I haven't
Even come close to that threat.
The concrete that lays
Itself behind me is likely tired
Of staring at this back having to
Hear these keys break over the music
That rises from the stereo.
I'm almost positive it is well annoyed
Watching this hand lift the glass for
One more drink and
Type type type - pause - type type... ...
#alcohol
#WritingPoetry
19 reads
2 Comments
_Me_
Poem Published
19th Apr 2018 11:36am
19th Apr 2018 11:36am
"Hawking"
Positive and negative
line stretching, never ending
infinite it's mind bending.
Try as you may, this concept
stays just as conceptual,
like life at a funeral.
Theories, life and calculus,
derived from infinity;
still the minds insanity.
Einstein, Tesla, and Hawking;
great things these guys had to say.
Here yesterday, gone today.
line stretching, never ending
infinite it's mind bending.
Try as you may, this concept
stays just as conceptual,
like life at a funeral.
Theories, life and calculus,
derived from infinity;
still the minds insanity.
Einstein, Tesla, and Hawking;
great things these guys had to say.
Here yesterday, gone today.
#universe
10 reads
0 Comments
Lyrically_Inclined
Poem Published
5th Apr 2018 4:56am
5th Apr 2018 4:56am
Mind Sex
#WritingPoetry
54 reads
2 Comments
thepainafter9years
Poem Published
4th Apr 2018 2:34am
4th Apr 2018 2:34am
Paddle just a little harder
I am, well, who I am, all my mistakes have put me here and made me what is here.
All of my accomplishments are because of those mistakes, I grow and learn through trial and error, problem solving the parts of life that need it and brushing the past away like paddling through a gentle river. But like the boat floating on the surface, always carrying it with me.
I am loving and loyal but strong and silent. Perhaps, these accomplishments of character are not always needed. But I do need them. Just like the boat needs the water to give it purpose, to carry it along from one point in...
All of my accomplishments are because of those mistakes, I grow and learn through trial and error, problem solving the parts of life that need it and brushing the past away like paddling through a gentle river. But like the boat floating on the surface, always carrying it with me.
I am loving and loyal but strong and silent. Perhaps, these accomplishments of character are not always needed. But I do need them. Just like the boat needs the water to give it purpose, to carry it along from one point in...
#relationships
#breakup
41 reads
0 Comments
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