deepundergroundpoetry.com

I Write



When all that’s left is solitude
A hallow sound of a click
Needing to regain my latitude
I reflect...I write

Overwhelmed with gratitude
A scribble of a pen
Showing my props with servitude
Humbled...I write

A lioness on the prowl with absolute fortitude
Sharp, ready to etch
With innate aptitude
Self aware...I write

Engulfed in this sea of moral turpitude
Dropping a line
Voicing with great amplitude
My slant...I write

Engorging in the bliss of my sexuality
Moist ink from a feather tip
Careening on a cloud of immortality
Quenched...I write

Teetering on the tight rope of fatality
Crimson tear stains
Unhinged by my own mortality
Shaken...I write

My people, raw nature, pure sense of coevality
A frivolous jot
A belly laugh, pervading in joviality
Euphoric...I write

Ensuing the flutter in my chest
Perpetual, my pen will never rest...






Written by Hauntedsoul
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 6 reading list entries 2
comments 14 reads 589
Commenting Preference: 
The author encourages honest critique.

Latest Forum Discussions
SPEAKEASY
Today 6:32am by monovox128
COMPETITIONS
Today 6:11am by Thetravelingfairy
SPEAKEASY
Today 6:02am by Mstrmnd1923
SPEAKEASY
Today 5:55am by SweetKittyCat5
SPEAKEASY
Today 5:42am by Casted_Runes
COMPETITIONS
Today 5:09am by NANCY_RDZ_STORIES