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.
A Girl
Crystal lakes inside soulless eyes,
Snow melting on limbs of weakness,
Fiery gold cascading from overhead,
A pinch of “self hate”
A pinch of “self questioning”
A pinch of “Bad Mistakes”
Scars from the sharpest words,
Sexualization from a young age,
Just to be labeled “Jail bait”,
This is what makes me, a Girl.
Snow melting on limbs of weakness,
Fiery gold cascading from overhead,
A pinch of “self hate”
A pinch of “self questioning”
A pinch of “Bad Mistakes”
Scars from the sharpest words,
Sexualization from a young age,
Just to be labeled “Jail bait”,
This is what makes me, a Girl.
#women
#myself
#SelfReflection #DeepUndergroundPoetry
#SelfReflection #DeepUndergroundPoetry
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Very Nice Vacation
I’m like “that nice vacation”
I’m easy going,
I’m extremely fun,
I’m intense love,
Im pure passion,
I’m rushing excitement,
I’m home sick,
I’m becoming bored,
I’m lack of,
I’m need of,
I’m check in,
I’m check out,
I’m “Hello, your room is”
I’m “thank you for your stay”
I’m “Please visit here again”
I’m no one stays for long
I’m that “Very nice Vacation”.
I’m easy going,
I’m extremely fun,
I’m intense love,
Im pure passion,
I’m rushing excitement,
I’m home sick,
I’m becoming bored,
I’m lack of,
I’m need of,
I’m check in,
I’m check out,
I’m “Hello, your room is”
I’m “thank you for your stay”
I’m “Please visit here again”
I’m no one stays for long
I’m that “Very nice Vacation”.
#myself
#SelfReflection
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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Mola Mola (me)
(six of 30 - Official DUP NaPo/GloPoWrimo 2020)
i want to sunbathe
marinate in warmth
soak in ocean calm
hugged by the sun
existing lazily
until I get hungry
diving into the
“Twilight Zone”***
i want those sky dancers
the white puffs of pillows
always move & be quick
about it, as I crave
the one you hide; i need
His heat and light
i cede in total submission
i’m a slave to the sun
without any other ambition
than to dine on jellyfish,
crabs & squids among
my culinary...
i want to sunbathe
marinate in warmth
soak in ocean calm
hugged by the sun
existing lazily
until I get hungry
diving into the
“Twilight Zone”***
i want those sky dancers
the white puffs of pillows
always move & be quick
about it, as I crave
the one you hide; i need
His heat and light
i cede in total submission
i’m a slave to the sun
without any other ambition
than to dine on jellyfish,
crabs & squids among
my culinary...
#fish
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#NaPoWriMo2020
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po-etdict
sowed from seed
of rudiment crop,
no sophisticated
I am not,
flow knowledge,
don’t have a lot,
basic lyrics
all that I’ve got,
“oh shit”
that open slot,
zig zag notes
for that perfect jot
“hott damn”
a perfect drop!!
spill flop
to spill flop,
a glowing poet
I’m not that hot,
still i aspire to master,
and ride it to the top,
know me
as that po-etdict
thinking in ink,
from start to non stop.
of rudiment crop,
no sophisticated
I am not,
flow knowledge,
don’t have a lot,
basic lyrics
all that I’ve got,
“oh shit”
that open slot,
zig zag notes
for that perfect jot
“hott damn”
a perfect drop!!
spill flop
to spill flop,
a glowing poet
I’m not that hot,
still i aspire to master,
and ride it to the top,
know me
as that po-etdict
thinking in ink,
from start to non stop.
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#StreamOfConsciousness
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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I Been Gone 45000 Nights
A form of living devotion. Also, I
thought I seen you like you was
about to die.
That's the reason I felt
but of course I knew,
no doubt, it'll all end in "tears."
Speaking then from a place of
somewhat dissolution,
rather complete dissolution,
rather total
Speaking now – I'd say I've only
been here, or began to get
here... Oh, … about a month.
Before that i wasn't, quite.
Which gives...
thought I seen you like you was
about to die.
That's the reason I felt
but of course I knew,
no doubt, it'll all end in "tears."
Speaking then from a place of
somewhat dissolution,
rather complete dissolution,
rather total
Speaking now – I'd say I've only
been here, or began to get
here... Oh, … about a month.
Before that i wasn't, quite.
Which gives...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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Damaged People...
We're damaged people.
Indifferent to the light or dark.
Aimlessly wandering to places one should be afraid of.
Neither living nor dead.
Barely functioning as expected.
A husk left behind by something truly beautiful.
A deformed freak.
Unsure of where to go.
Everything is the same.
It's all shattering.
I cast no shadow of my own.
For I am not completely whole.
Am I without a soul?
Still I exist.
The damaged mirror.
Stowed away, out of mind.
Quietly knocking in hopes of gaining your...
Indifferent to the light or dark.
Aimlessly wandering to places one should be afraid of.
Neither living nor dead.
Barely functioning as expected.
A husk left behind by something truly beautiful.
A deformed freak.
Unsure of where to go.
Everything is the same.
It's all shattering.
I cast no shadow of my own.
For I am not completely whole.
Am I without a soul?
Still I exist.
The damaged mirror.
Stowed away, out of mind.
Quietly knocking in hopes of gaining your...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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Pinnacle of Play
When I was younger
I watched with my father
a Virtuoso of the violent violins
a sound so profound,
Cardinal musicians began to fear
Oh how dining in the highest society of sins
Would excite me
Grant me this gloomy atmosphere God almighty
Even if
For a soul amongst Satan
for enduring masses of beauty
with classical fantastic masterpieces
Oh sweet salvation I've been waiting
what a fair price for stardom
I use to beg for as a child
Now I find it's been all but forgotten
blues, brass, bass and the strings ...
I watched with my father
a Virtuoso of the violent violins
a sound so profound,
Cardinal musicians began to fear
Oh how dining in the highest society of sins
Would excite me
Grant me this gloomy atmosphere God almighty
Even if
For a soul amongst Satan
for enduring masses of beauty
with classical fantastic masterpieces
Oh sweet salvation I've been waiting
what a fair price for stardom
I use to beg for as a child
Now I find it's been all but forgotten
blues, brass, bass and the strings ...
#music
#art
#passion
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#guitars
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caught off guard ( on any given day)
sitting in the
woods
watching the
saucy
mating ritual
dance
of twelve
highly
aroused pygmy
marmosets
with
varing degrees
of
gender identification...
will wonders
never
cease
woods
watching the
saucy
mating ritual
dance
of twelve
highly
aroused pygmy
marmosets
with
varing degrees
of
gender identification...
will wonders
never
cease
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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Maggots...

#nightmares
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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Love and Loathe...
Breathing, excuses.
Desperate for something more.
Loathing your existence.
A parasite beneath the flesh.
No one else is worse.
You're a verse, or a worm,
taking up half the pages of my book.
Don't you understand?
I hate you so much.
It's all behind the mask.
Tearing off my face.
Exposing all I held deep inside.
Exposing all I was afraid admitting.
I love and loathe myself too.
The mirror's image splits into two.
Always at war with one another.
Leaving me a casualty for nothing.
The...
Desperate for something more.
Loathing your existence.
A parasite beneath the flesh.
No one else is worse.
You're a verse, or a worm,
taking up half the pages of my book.
Don't you understand?
I hate you so much.
It's all behind the mask.
Tearing off my face.
Exposing all I held deep inside.
Exposing all I was afraid admitting.
I love and loathe myself too.
The mirror's image splits into two.
Always at war with one another.
Leaving me a casualty for nothing.
The...
#SelfWorth
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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Aww, look at you go, stroking your own ego!
Posing limp in hand and pen ink dripping
To be met with simulated touches
A mind so malleable, manipulateable
Simpering and whimpering and begging
"Oh, please like me!1!"
Thrusting out your chest, your rest,
And choking on perfume because you seal every letter with your best.
Oh, and I probably shouldn't use big words here, for fear of you just not quite getting it.
Maybe I should speak like I'm from two thousand and three,
Raccoon eyeliner and sparkles, guarantee!
Would I get it then, if I stoop to your level?
Just how much...
To be met with simulated touches
A mind so malleable, manipulateable
Simpering and whimpering and begging
"Oh, please like me!1!"
Thrusting out your chest, your rest,
And choking on perfume because you seal every letter with your best.
Oh, and I probably shouldn't use big words here, for fear of you just not quite getting it.
Maybe I should speak like I'm from two thousand and three,
Raccoon eyeliner and sparkles, guarantee!
Would I get it then, if I stoop to your level?
Just how much...
#hate
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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Is It Just a Question of Online Supply?
If you want a Sado-Masochistic Bondage plat-
form for your toxic pathological adolescent
multiple personalities to play around, why not
start one. These things are a breeze to set up.
You can be in total control: lure as many naďve
as you like. Imagine: a site with a constant supply.
Come on: I know you have it in you. Never mind.
Keep up the good work: just don’t kill yourself.
And The Gremlin Wrote Back: Bringing “It” to the Surface
The adolescent pathological
narcissistic toxic multiple...
form for your toxic pathological adolescent
multiple personalities to play around, why not
start one. These things are a breeze to set up.
You can be in total control: lure as many naďve
as you like. Imagine: a site with a constant supply.
Come on: I know you have it in you. Never mind.
Keep up the good work: just don’t kill yourself.
And The Gremlin Wrote Back: Bringing “It” to the Surface
The adolescent pathological
narcissistic toxic multiple...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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