Poems about the Deep Underground Poetry Community
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Poems about the Deep Underground Poetry community, here you'll find poems written about this website.
ijuswannarite
Poem Published
29th Nov 2021 3:14am
29th Nov 2021 3:14am
Serpent
Slithering
Crawling
Contorting
No longer controlling
Lingering
Taunting
Ghastly
Holy haunting
It’s time for you to die
You reek of defeat
Stinking under my feet
How does it feel to be living a lie
Thought you were important
Ha!
You’re a joke
And so weak
Trying to hide in illusion
Spilling confusion
Screaming doubt
Cause you know there’s no way out
You’re a prisoner of hell
Do you hear the chains calling you
What is snarling?
Your sharp toothed cage ready to eat you alive
Crawling
Contorting
No longer controlling
Lingering
Taunting
Ghastly
Holy haunting
It’s time for you to die
You reek of defeat
Stinking under my feet
How does it feel to be living a lie
Thought you were important
Ha!
You’re a joke
And so weak
Trying to hide in illusion
Spilling confusion
Screaming doubt
Cause you know there’s no way out
You’re a prisoner of hell
Do you hear the chains calling you
What is snarling?
Your sharp toothed cage ready to eat you alive
#death
#faith
#spiritual
#morality
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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Tallquietguy
Poem Published
29th Nov 2021 1:36am
29th Nov 2021 1:36am
Lady Inspiration
Lady Inspiration, you lead me to
say the strangest things -
talk of heart & soul & passion
& dreams & love & yearning -
words not to be broached
in this, our "civilized" society
How dare you lead me astray
from the banal monotony
that is my day-to-day existence!
I cultivate apathy & self-centeredness
with a dedication which
you could never understand
I remain steadfast & defiant
against your...
say the strangest things -
talk of heart & soul & passion
& dreams & love & yearning -
words not to be broached
in this, our "civilized" society
How dare you lead me astray
from the banal monotony
that is my day-to-day existence!
I cultivate apathy & self-centeredness
with a dedication which
you could never understand
I remain steadfast & defiant
against your...
#rebirth
#fairies
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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ijuswannarite
Poem Published
28th Nov 2021 00:25am
28th Nov 2021 00:25am
i jus wanna rite
Happy to be here to stomp my feet
To say what I want
Have new poets to meet
To dance and sing with words once more
To remember why for poetry I even opened the door
There’s a freedom I feel that seems so unreal
And this all be just ramblings in gamblings of the deal I sealed
Racing back and forth
Suddenly a change
I wonder if there is ink running through my veins
Yeah I’m happy to be here
Just to say what I wanna say
And not be traced by anyone from day to day
Nah, I ain’t running from the fbi
Just wanna feel what it...
To say what I want
Have new poets to meet
To dance and sing with words once more
To remember why for poetry I even opened the door
There’s a freedom I feel that seems so unreal
And this all be just ramblings in gamblings of the deal I sealed
Racing back and forth
Suddenly a change
I wonder if there is ink running through my veins
Yeah I’m happy to be here
Just to say what I wanna say
And not be traced by anyone from day to day
Nah, I ain’t running from the fbi
Just wanna feel what it...
#earth
#fire
#water
#freedom
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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O_Blue
CiRcLeS...
CiRcLeS...
Poem Published
27th Nov 2021 12:37pm
27th Nov 2021 12:37pm
Glass Box...
My heart is solid, cold as ice.
Yet somehow fragile.
Entrusted with your care.
My mistake still haunting me.
The beauty of being shattered to pieces.
My love is a puddle of mud.
As your hand disturbs the surface.
I pulled you in as deep as I can.
Hoping you'd want to stay.
A beautiful stone is all I have.
In exchange for your love.
Hold it in your hand and sink down.
Into my abyss.
These tears run away.
Break free from the imprisonment that is my eyelids.
Embrace death, unable to regret the choices they...
Yet somehow fragile.
Entrusted with your care.
My mistake still haunting me.
The beauty of being shattered to pieces.
My love is a puddle of mud.
As your hand disturbs the surface.
I pulled you in as deep as I can.
Hoping you'd want to stay.
A beautiful stone is all I have.
In exchange for your love.
Hold it in your hand and sink down.
Into my abyss.
These tears run away.
Break free from the imprisonment that is my eyelids.
Embrace death, unable to regret the choices they...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
46 reads
2 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2021 4:44pm
22nd Nov 2021 4:44pm
Fame on DUP
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#LifeCycle
#PopCulture
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
70 reads
21 Comments
Em-ily
_Erica
_Erica
Poem Published
20th Nov 2021 1:10am
20th Nov 2021 1:10am
It's a list
Faith
It is a symbol of deep poetry
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B1
It's a list
What do you (why do I write s ***)? / Correct.
Important: Finish. You should not add any drinks unless you have written it yourself.
Solo title
What (why did I...
It is a symbol of deep poetry
0
B1
It's a list
What do you (why do I write s ***)? / Correct.
Important: Finish. You should not add any drinks unless you have written it yourself.
Solo title
What (why did I...
#faith
#dialogue
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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Em-ily
_Erica
_Erica
Poem Published
17th Nov 2021 2:31am
17th Nov 2021 2:31am
SUMMERMOON
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Title Title
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Only...
SUMMERMOON
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Title Title
I am
Only...
#love
#dialogue
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
15th Nov 2021 9:03pm
15th Nov 2021 9:03pm
A Sestina for Jade
Statics said she didn’t stand a chance
Now I wonder more about why she’s gone
The words she wrote had something else to tell
While on lock down when we were on all indoors
Like a foreboding to reflect on life
As everyone else had to stay apart
And then as we all tried to stay apart
We didn’t know who amongst us stood a chance
While many were very careless with life
The plague swept away and then they were gone
As she wrote about being stuck indoors
Suffering with something she wouldn’t tell
But then again as far as we...
Now I wonder more about why she’s gone
The words she wrote had something else to tell
While on lock down when we were on all indoors
Like a foreboding to reflect on life
As everyone else had to stay apart
And then as we all tried to stay apart
We didn’t know who amongst us stood a chance
While many were very careless with life
The plague swept away and then they were gone
As she wrote about being stuck indoors
Suffering with something she wouldn’t tell
But then again as far as we...
#death
#WritingPoetry
#DeepUndergroundPoetry #pandemic
#DeepUndergroundPoetry #pandemic
71 reads
2 Comments
O_Blue
CiRcLeS...
CiRcLeS...
Poem Published
14th Nov 2021 4:16am
14th Nov 2021 4:16am
Amygdala...
How I wanted to be part of the crowd.
Allowed to feel I belonged.
My mind's made up, I'll walk beyond the line.
Stomach turns as I try to endure.
All the bullshit I've forced myself to.
This isn't for me, it's for them.
All my friends.
No one's there to tell her.
They're laughing.
At the fool she's become.
She's losing her grip on reality.
Am I mistaken?
Fly into a world unknown.
Beyond the horizon where your imagination's wild.
Leaving everything which held you down.
Be none the wiser.
There's a...
Allowed to feel I belonged.
My mind's made up, I'll walk beyond the line.
Stomach turns as I try to endure.
All the bullshit I've forced myself to.
This isn't for me, it's for them.
All my friends.
No one's there to tell her.
They're laughing.
At the fool she's become.
She's losing her grip on reality.
Am I mistaken?
Fly into a world unknown.
Beyond the horizon where your imagination's wild.
Leaving everything which held you down.
Be none the wiser.
There's a...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
82 reads
4 Comments
Remy_L
Poem Published
12th Nov 2021 6:16pm
12th Nov 2021 6:16pm
my last attempt at reaching you
i've notice you don’t follow me anymore
it seems i’m someone you ignore
we had nice messages and conversations
exchanged a few pictures in flirtation
i told you i was going through a low point
that night we got on video and smoked a joint
you shared personal poetry and we bonded
there may have been a moment i misled
though you started as you drunk called me and flirted
i was hurting i broke up with my girlfriend so i skirted
we both shared a carnal desire
we both fueled each other’s fires
we sat and held hands staring into the deep...
it seems i’m someone you ignore
we had nice messages and conversations
exchanged a few pictures in flirtation
i told you i was going through a low point
that night we got on video and smoked a joint
you shared personal poetry and we bonded
there may have been a moment i misled
though you started as you drunk called me and flirted
i was hurting i broke up with my girlfriend so i skirted
we both shared a carnal desire
we both fueled each other’s fires
we sat and held hands staring into the deep...
#ImSorry
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
91 reads
6 Comments
WilliamEdwardNight
Poem Published
10th Nov 2021 1:42pm
10th Nov 2021 1:42pm
Ghetto Pale
Old books ignorant of velvet free, we have not gone far without the love of gothic epic laced words nothing is velvet free
Candles burn pages such things to have liberty in love is to be velvet free
Time-stained portraits and scarce exquisite romance is a mirror of ivory echo and
grandiose vanilla
sex can be so good when it is simple
Vintage love is cool
Traditional gothic
I am cool I am ghetto pale
Candles burn pages such things to have liberty in love is to be velvet free
Time-stained portraits and scarce exquisite romance is a mirror of ivory echo and
grandiose vanilla
sex can be so good when it is simple
Vintage love is cool
Traditional gothic
I am cool I am ghetto pale
#PopCulture
#freedom
#art #DeepUndergroundPoetry
#art #DeepUndergroundPoetry
40 reads
1 Comment
WitheredRose
Poem Published
5th Nov 2021 4:58am
5th Nov 2021 4:58am
Hello Again
Nobody has missed me but I’ve missed DUP.
A lot.
The sad experiences, love, hate and scars that’s shared in their poems.
Strangers poems,
The only thing I feel connected to.
Though I’ve changed since last time, nobody would recognise my write,
But I remember the poets in here
And their talents.
The tears they can share, the love, the hate.
They know how to make words more than Expressions.
They have so much to share, so many ideas and thoughts that make others think.
Their words can reach the stars and change The world.
A...
A lot.
The sad experiences, love, hate and scars that’s shared in their poems.
Strangers poems,
The only thing I feel connected to.
Though I’ve changed since last time, nobody would recognise my write,
But I remember the poets in here
And their talents.
The tears they can share, the love, the hate.
They know how to make words more than Expressions.
They have so much to share, so many ideas and thoughts that make others think.
Their words can reach the stars and change The world.
A...
#PowerOfWords
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
78 reads
3 Comments
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