Poems about the Deep Underground Poetry Community
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
Poems about the Deep Underground Poetry community, here you'll find poems written about this website.
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:29pm
Yesterday 8:29pm
Helicon's Heliopause
All life is, or was, or will ever be,
is a random chance for more time;
more time to love and celebrate in rhyme
some happy soul at liberty!
A soul searching for another moment
adrift in oblivion black
doom scrolling for destiny enrollment
at large within the Zodiac!
Where anon sometime in an ebb and flow
we will constellate with the gods
no longer to care what may lay below...
a cosmos full of ends and odds.
is a random chance for more time;
more time to love and celebrate in rhyme
some happy soul at liberty!
A soul searching for another moment
adrift in oblivion black
doom scrolling for destiny enrollment
at large within the Zodiac!
Where anon sometime in an ebb and flow
we will constellate with the gods
no longer to care what may lay below...
a cosmos full of ends and odds.
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#LifeAsAWriter
#universe
37 reads
2 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:54pm
Yesterday 4:54pm
the in-between
It's the in-between that worries me
a place of limbo, of nothing but reflection
holding tight to memories
lest they slip through my fingers
delicate as flower petals
pressed in a keepsake book are my thoughts of you
Each soul I've come across has become a part of me
altering my course and enlightening me
Regret is a strange emotion
because the hurt was somehow necessary
As a baby tree, it only gets stronger when it is wind-blown
my carelessness is corrected with love of the universe
people sent my...
a place of limbo, of nothing but reflection
holding tight to memories
lest they slip through my fingers
delicate as flower petals
pressed in a keepsake book are my thoughts of you
Each soul I've come across has become a part of me
altering my course and enlightening me
Regret is a strange emotion
because the hurt was somehow necessary
As a baby tree, it only gets stronger when it is wind-blown
my carelessness is corrected with love of the universe
people sent my...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#love
68 reads
4 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:44pm
Yesterday 2:44pm
Verses Unbound
Poetry drifts,
a wayward tide, no walls to hold,
no need to hide.
Words take flight in fleeting song,
never right, never wrong.
A whisper soft, a thunder bold,
both are stories
being told.
No verse stands
above the rest
each a heart laid bare,
confessed.
So let them wander,
let them be,
shaped by thought,
by soul,
by freedom,
by faith.
No inverse stands
above the rest.
My legs are tired...
My wings are torn.
I am waiting to be...
a wayward tide, no walls to hold,
no need to hide.
Words take flight in fleeting song,
never right, never wrong.
A whisper soft, a thunder bold,
both are stories
being told.
No verse stands
above the rest
each a heart laid bare,
confessed.
So let them wander,
let them be,
shaped by thought,
by soul,
by freedom,
by faith.
No inverse stands
above the rest.
My legs are tired...
My wings are torn.
I am waiting to be...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#mirror
#WritingPoetry
36 reads
4 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
2nd May 2025 10:16pm
2nd May 2025 10:16pm
Every Word, Every Verse
No poem stands above the rest.
Each a whisper, each confessed.
Some may shine, some may fade
yet all are echoes that we've made.
A line of sorrow, one of cheer.
Both are voices, both sincere.
Measured rhyme or reckless flight.
Neither wrong, neither right.
For words are rivers, free to run.
No single drop outshines the sun.
Every poem, every line,
a beating heart, a voice divine.
Each a whisper, each confessed.
Some may shine, some may fade
yet all are echoes that we've made.
A line of sorrow, one of cheer.
Both are voices, both sincere.
Measured rhyme or reckless flight.
Neither wrong, neither right.
For words are rivers, free to run.
No single drop outshines the sun.
Every poem, every line,
a beating heart, a voice divine.
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#WritingPoetry
47 reads
6 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
2nd May 2025 00:49am
2nd May 2025 00:49am
craven
under the ground deep
despair gasps her last breath
descending, she weeps for what is no longer there
A union of souls disbanded has left her shattered
The company of ghouls, her only companions now
needful glory, the days in these sacred halls
a close-knit family inside the bellows
With ears open, I hear the night cry
forsaken in vision
now despised
Whispering secrets that shouldn't be told
I'm set aside, should I become so bold
enchantments set a ward about me
Trespassers of the horde warn me
...
despair gasps her last breath
descending, she weeps for what is no longer there
A union of souls disbanded has left her shattered
The company of ghouls, her only companions now
needful glory, the days in these sacred halls
a close-knit family inside the bellows
With ears open, I hear the night cry
forsaken in vision
now despised
Whispering secrets that shouldn't be told
I'm set aside, should I become so bold
enchantments set a ward about me
Trespassers of the horde warn me
...
#dark
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
59 reads
2 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
1st May 2025 12:05pm
1st May 2025 12:05pm
endings become beginnings...
1) right where I am
dragging failures...
hopes...
dreams...
2) everything
the baggage unpacked
the debris of memory
from haunted days when...
3) I felt so beautifully alive
a doll fresh from her box
wide eyed & untouched
...innocence still intact
4) it's the little things
details hidden in lowered eyes
nails bitten to the skin
unnoticed evidence
5) as so often happens
what isn't seen is the most...
dragging failures...
hopes...
dreams...
2) everything
the baggage unpacked
the debris of memory
from haunted days when...
3) I felt so beautifully alive
a doll fresh from her box
wide eyed & untouched
...innocence still intact
4) it's the little things
details hidden in lowered eyes
nails bitten to the skin
unnoticed evidence
5) as so often happens
what isn't seen is the most...
#confessional
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#memories #MyInspiration
#memories #MyInspiration
102 reads
9 Comments
InDreamz
Poem Published
30th Apr 2025 5:10pm
30th Apr 2025 5:10pm
To the Deep ...With love
Deep Underground Poetry
is adorned with gems:
diamonds, rubies, emeralds;
they are the stardrops
that melted, melded and molded
into stellar poets;
with their exquisite, emotive and evocative ink
they touched the hearts of many.
The Deep- a society of
intellectuals, artists ,seers ,
and misfits like me-
an amalgam of colorful diversity
of culture, customs ,thoughts
united in one spirit
called the Deep Under Ground Poetry.
The halls echoed with their
laughter and tears,
insanity and...
is adorned with gems:
diamonds, rubies, emeralds;
they are the stardrops
that melted, melded and molded
into stellar poets;
with their exquisite, emotive and evocative ink
they touched the hearts of many.
The Deep- a society of
intellectuals, artists ,seers ,
and misfits like me-
an amalgam of colorful diversity
of culture, customs ,thoughts
united in one spirit
called the Deep Under Ground Poetry.
The halls echoed with their
laughter and tears,
insanity and...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
132 reads
13 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
29th Apr 2025 00:59am
29th Apr 2025 00:59am
Your Words
Your words showed me the way
Your words knew what to say
Your words won't let me forget you
I can't and won't let any of you go
Your words live in me
Your words are pieces of me
I can't and won't let any of you go
This was my illusion
This was my world
Always & Forever
RIP Deep Underground Poetry
May 12, 2025
Your words knew what to say
Your words won't let me forget you
I can't and won't let any of you go
Your words live in me
Your words are pieces of me
I can't and won't let any of you go
This was my illusion
This was my world
Always & Forever
RIP Deep Underground Poetry
May 12, 2025
#death
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#MyInspiration
125 reads
16 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
23rd Apr 2025 9:29pm
23rd Apr 2025 9:29pm
A Bleak Reminder
Just signed on today
A bleak message in purple at the top of my screen
The end of our site expires in 18 days, 18 hours and 56 minutes
Now every time we sign in, our eyes will be drawn to this message
A saddened community awaits for their number one poetry site to be laid to rest
So many talented artists from all over the world, I've met here
Hands down, one of the easiest places to write, communicate and navigate freely from one subject matter to another
There are many "good" poetry sites out there
But nothing comes...
A bleak message in purple at the top of my screen
The end of our site expires in 18 days, 18 hours and 56 minutes
Now every time we sign in, our eyes will be drawn to this message
A saddened community awaits for their number one poetry site to be laid to rest
So many talented artists from all over the world, I've met here
Hands down, one of the easiest places to write, communicate and navigate freely from one subject matter to another
There are many "good" poetry sites out there
But nothing comes...
#admiration
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#respect
98 reads
12 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
20th Apr 2025 6:23pm
20th Apr 2025 6:23pm
Curtain Call
As the lights grow dim
And the curtain comes down
We are vagabond wordsmiths
Looking for somewhere to lay our words
Just by serendipity I stumbled upon a magic place
It felt like Home where we could express freely
Our hidden fears and desires and all in between
A place to be nurtured by like souls completely
It felt like paradise on earth to me
But even the best things go away sadly
I feel like I lost a crucial part of me
And the curtain comes down
We are vagabond wordsmiths
Looking for somewhere to lay our words
Just by serendipity I stumbled upon a magic place
It felt like Home where we could express freely
Our hidden fears and desires and all in between
A place to be nurtured by like souls completely
It felt like paradise on earth to me
But even the best things go away sadly
I feel like I lost a crucial part of me
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#grief
#love
#respect
#sadness
75 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
19th Apr 2025 3:15pm
19th Apr 2025 3:15pm
Antares Scorpius
and I also want to thank Deep Underground Poetry
The place where many poets went to cut their teeth
D.U. offered a home to many of us
Where we shared our creations
Where we refined our skills
A place of camaraderie and community
The years I spent there were a great lesson
I learned to develop my work
Grow and expand my mind
The time I was there I was able to connect
With talented writers and artists
Who influenced me and are now part of my life
Thank you Deep Underground
Thank you D.U. poets
You are all shining...
The place where many poets went to cut their teeth
D.U. offered a home to many of us
Where we shared our creations
Where we refined our skills
A place of camaraderie and community
The years I spent there were a great lesson
I learned to develop my work
Grow and expand my mind
The time I was there I was able to connect
With talented writers and artists
Who influenced me and are now part of my life
Thank you Deep Underground
Thank you D.U. poets
You are all shining...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#dreams
#LifeGoals
#stars
#universe
74 reads
6 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
17th Apr 2025 9:14pm
17th Apr 2025 9:14pm
want not
Adieu, my old friend, it is with bitter regret I say goodbye
The wards of the doors are closing
The Mistress of the underground is guarding the way
sacred vision while the poets disperse
The shadows are weary, and yet they keep them
from burning by a sun too bright
My tears scorch my face
My poetry puddled at my feet
bloodletting over all these years
to be remembered by my soul
The powers that be carried me here
Those many years ago
a place cherished, my anxiety relieved
Stoic silence ensues
No one wants...
The wards of the doors are closing
The Mistress of the underground is guarding the way
sacred vision while the poets disperse
The shadows are weary, and yet they keep them
from burning by a sun too bright
My tears scorch my face
My poetry puddled at my feet
bloodletting over all these years
to be remembered by my soul
The powers that be carried me here
Those many years ago
a place cherished, my anxiety relieved
Stoic silence ensues
No one wants...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#love
82 reads
2 Comments
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