Poems about the Deep Underground Poetry Community
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
Poems about the Deep Underground Poetry community, here you'll find poems written about this website.
InDreamz
Poem Published
31st Oct 2023 3:10pm
31st Oct 2023 3:10pm
Plagiarism
Someone is stealing poems from dup n posting on twitter...im gonna deactivate my ac here as I haven't been posting n the theft has made me very cautious n disturbed...
I have conveyed the message to the poet whose poem has been stolen.
I'm gonna put a screenshot of it...
Since I'm gonna deactivate my ac now ,so I'd be grateful if any moderator could copy the screen shot i took.
Thank you
I have conveyed the message to the poet whose poem has been stolen.
I'm gonna put a screenshot of it...
Since I'm gonna deactivate my ac now ,so I'd be grateful if any moderator could copy the screen shot i took.
Thank you
#CallToAction
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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LongTubiFree
Poem Published
30th Oct 2023 5:02pm
30th Oct 2023 5:02pm
A thousand
A thousand fights in my head
a thousand demons wanting me dead.
With no friend in sight,
there's no choice but to stand and fight.
A thousand different places I could be,
a thousand lands I should see
but instead I choose to be
here, flirting with catastrophe.
A thousand oceans to cover
a thousand women to call my lover
there's no place like home they say
but still I can't seem to find my way.
A thousand ways to die in this mess
a thousand different ways to feel the stress.
Everyone needs someone to call...
a thousand demons wanting me dead.
With no friend in sight,
there's no choice but to stand and fight.
A thousand different places I could be,
a thousand lands I should see
but instead I choose to be
here, flirting with catastrophe.
A thousand oceans to cover
a thousand women to call my lover
there's no place like home they say
but still I can't seem to find my way.
A thousand ways to die in this mess
a thousand different ways to feel the stress.
Everyone needs someone to call...
#humankind
#philosophical
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
75 reads
5 Comments
Dre_k47
AnDre James
AnDre James
Poem Published
21st Oct 2023 10:57pm
21st Oct 2023 10:57pm
Waterboarded
Each time I glimpse my ex's face, I choke,
Like a man waterboarded, a voice hoarse, broke,
Suffocating in emotions that I provoke,
With each encounter, my heart's last spoke.
In this watery abyss, where we collide,
It's like I'm sinking, no escape, no guide,
Gasping for air, like a man denied,
I'm waterboarded, drowning, no place to hide.
"Help me, help me, help me," I silently plea,
Somebody, anyone, set my heart free,
In these turbulent waters, she's my endless sea,
As I watch her with another, it's not meant to...
Like a man waterboarded, a voice hoarse, broke,
Suffocating in emotions that I provoke,
With each encounter, my heart's last spoke.
In this watery abyss, where we collide,
It's like I'm sinking, no escape, no guide,
Gasping for air, like a man denied,
I'm waterboarded, drowning, no place to hide.
"Help me, help me, help me," I silently plea,
Somebody, anyone, set my heart free,
In these turbulent waters, she's my endless sea,
As I watch her with another, it's not meant to...
#love
#breakup
#conflict
#water
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
82 reads
Shawnna_2000
Poem Published
25th Sep 2023 00:37am
25th Sep 2023 00:37am
Artistry's magic, a world to behold
In strokes of color, stories untold,
Artistry's magic, a world to behold.
Canvas and brush, a symphony's start,
A masterpiece born from the depths of the heart.
Each hue and shade, emotions they bear,
A language unique, for those who dare.
From abstract chaos to portraits so clear,
Art is a mirror, reflecting what's near.
In galleries vast, where dreams take their flight,
Creativity dances, both day and night.
From sculptures in stone to music's sweet hum,
Art, like a river, forever does run.
A testament to human...
Artistry's magic, a world to behold.
Canvas and brush, a symphony's start,
A masterpiece born from the depths of the heart.
Each hue and shade, emotions they bear,
A language unique, for those who dare.
From abstract chaos to portraits so clear,
Art is a mirror, reflecting what's near.
In galleries vast, where dreams take their flight,
Creativity dances, both day and night.
From sculptures in stone to music's sweet hum,
Art, like a river, forever does run.
A testament to human...
#art
#passion
#reading
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#ThrillSeeking
107 reads
4 Comments
Syd
False Sense
False Sense
Poem Published
14th Sep 2023 6:01pm
14th Sep 2023 6:01pm
I Air Guitared A Baby (It's not as bad as it sounds)
#music
#passion
#DeepUndergroundPoetry #guitars
#DeepUndergroundPoetry #guitars
59 reads
0 Comments
DCLXVI_1989
Poem Published
29th Aug 2023 11:53pm
29th Aug 2023 11:53pm
God(b)less
Precious life
Restless strife
The right in what is wrong
Resentful days
Repentful ways
The knife cuts into song
To break a chord
To take accord
Recording what may last
Before too long
Chord of the song
Rings out from the past
Here is where we shall dance-
Raising glass of stale bourbon
For fear of what may pass-
The die is cast in my burden
Shadow cast of vermin
Hourglass of woman
Serpent dance in sermon
The right cuts into wrong
Justice slithers on it's...
Restless strife
The right in what is wrong
Resentful days
Repentful ways
The knife cuts into song
To break a chord
To take accord
Recording what may last
Before too long
Chord of the song
Rings out from the past
Here is where we shall dance-
Raising glass of stale bourbon
For fear of what may pass-
The die is cast in my burden
Shadow cast of vermin
Hourglass of woman
Serpent dance in sermon
The right cuts into wrong
Justice slithers on it's...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
74 reads
0 Comments
O_Blue
CiRcLeS...
CiRcLeS...
Poem Published
21st Aug 2023 3:00pm
21st Aug 2023 3:00pm
Well...
The weight's clinging onto me.
Dragging me further past the point I'd lose myself.
Listen closely for screaming in the night.
Those echoes get swallowed by darkness.
This weight.
Burdens, grudges.
I lose sight of the appeal.
I lost what I thought would make me feel better.
It's not how I pictured it'd be.
You step away from reality.
When is the time right?
When is the time to accept?
Watch the walls close in around you.
Feel the breath escape from your grasp.
All alone, trapped within a bottle.
You refuse...
Dragging me further past the point I'd lose myself.
Listen closely for screaming in the night.
Those echoes get swallowed by darkness.
This weight.
Burdens, grudges.
I lose sight of the appeal.
I lost what I thought would make me feel better.
It's not how I pictured it'd be.
You step away from reality.
When is the time right?
When is the time to accept?
Watch the walls close in around you.
Feel the breath escape from your grasp.
All alone, trapped within a bottle.
You refuse...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
164 reads
3 Comments
O_Blue
CiRcLeS...
CiRcLeS...
Poem Published
4th Aug 2023 2:52pm
4th Aug 2023 2:52pm
Ecstasy and Phobia...
Lucifer in love.
Ecstasy and phobia.
Everything I need...
Ecstasy and phobia.
Everything I need...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
164 reads
5 Comments
O_Blue
CiRcLeS...
CiRcLeS...
Poem Published
14th Jul 2023 11:34am
14th Jul 2023 11:34am
Scars Glow...
I always pretend I had a happy childhood.
Everything was perfect as I lived a nightmare.
Wishing to wake up and see the sunrise.
These days are hard in a good way.
From the moment I held him in my arms.
My scars glow.
My father was...
He won't remember you the way I do.
Even if you don't deserve it.
I think he does.
You have nothing to give.
I never expected anything.
You have nothing to give.
No longer a part of our lives.
It hurt me to learn when you died alone.
Should have I been there after all he...
Everything was perfect as I lived a nightmare.
Wishing to wake up and see the sunrise.
These days are hard in a good way.
From the moment I held him in my arms.
My scars glow.
My father was...
He won't remember you the way I do.
Even if you don't deserve it.
I think he does.
You have nothing to give.
I never expected anything.
You have nothing to give.
No longer a part of our lives.
It hurt me to learn when you died alone.
Should have I been there after all he...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
207 reads
3 Comments
GraveRaven
Poem Published
11th Jul 2023 11:33am
11th Jul 2023 11:33am
This life
Echoes relentlessly,
a haunting reminder
of the void that lingers
in the depths of my desire.
You, skilled in the carnal arts,
cannot mend my broken soul,
for the silence breeds a frenzy,
a tempest in my core.
It feels like a raw seduction,
like teeth sinking into skin,
like whispers of wicked pleasure
concealed beneath the dark.
Anxiety, insecurity, fear,
they dance within my being,
unwelcome guests that linger,
playing their cruel games.
But I refuse to be their puppet,
to succumb to...
a haunting reminder
of the void that lingers
in the depths of my desire.
You, skilled in the carnal arts,
cannot mend my broken soul,
for the silence breeds a frenzy,
a tempest in my core.
It feels like a raw seduction,
like teeth sinking into skin,
like whispers of wicked pleasure
concealed beneath the dark.
Anxiety, insecurity, fear,
they dance within my being,
unwelcome guests that linger,
playing their cruel games.
But I refuse to be their puppet,
to succumb to...
#love
#heartbroken
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
149 reads
1 Comment
O_Blue
CiRcLeS...
CiRcLeS...
Poem Published
13th Jun 2023 3:04pm
13th Jun 2023 3:04pm
Queen of Insects...
The walls of this destination are so haunting.
Rejects of society all gather here.
It isn't a prison although it may as well be.
The skittering of insects along the floor.
Agonizing screams each with unique tones.
Banging heads against the door in hopes of release.
My voice is religion everyone adheres to.
Do you want to lick my shoe's heel?
I just might allow it.
Flickering fluorescent lights all along the corridor.
A long list of numbers with names no one cares about.
Except for me.
Of course, I care.
I'm a doctor.
Here...
Rejects of society all gather here.
It isn't a prison although it may as well be.
The skittering of insects along the floor.
Agonizing screams each with unique tones.
Banging heads against the door in hopes of release.
My voice is religion everyone adheres to.
Do you want to lick my shoe's heel?
I just might allow it.
Flickering fluorescent lights all along the corridor.
A long list of numbers with names no one cares about.
Except for me.
Of course, I care.
I'm a doctor.
Here...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
196 reads
4 Comments
O_Blue
CiRcLeS...
CiRcLeS...
Poem Published
18th May 2023 5:43am
18th May 2023 5:43am
Waiting and Served...
My favorite spot.
Quiet with an aroma.
Cappuccino's done...
Quiet with an aroma.
Cappuccino's done...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
205 reads
3 Comments
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