Least Read Poems About Deep Underground Poetry
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
18th Jun 2023 10:09pm
18th Jun 2023 10:09pm
Poetic Underground
We stay so low to the ground
reciting without a single sound
sentinels of a darkening night
resisting with each lonely write
Quitting those droning herds
in this quest for perfect words
finally free from all things prosaic
able to now crack the poetic mosaic
Brave enough to bear our bleed
in the hope someday they will read
reciting without a single sound
sentinels of a darkening night
resisting with each lonely write
Quitting those droning herds
in this quest for perfect words
finally free from all things prosaic
able to now crack the poetic mosaic
Brave enough to bear our bleed
in the hope someday they will read
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#art
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
20 reads
4 Comments
Whimsy_Ginger
Poem Published
10th Aug 2023 11:47pm
10th Aug 2023 11:47pm
Deep Underground Poetry
This is my outlet
My safe place
Only a few know I post my thoughts here
Those people are the ones I need to understand me
To hear me
To acknowledge my feelings
To take the time to read what I write
But, it doesn't always work
Sadly, they forget
They forget to come see the words I've not spoken aloud
Or, to read the words they have already heard
Because of this
Often times I find there is comfort in the comments
All from people I don't know
But, those strangers, YOU, have taken time
Time that is precious to voice your...
My safe place
Only a few know I post my thoughts here
Those people are the ones I need to understand me
To hear me
To acknowledge my feelings
To take the time to read what I write
But, it doesn't always work
Sadly, they forget
They forget to come see the words I've not spoken aloud
Or, to read the words they have already heard
Because of this
Often times I find there is comfort in the comments
All from people I don't know
But, those strangers, YOU, have taken time
Time that is precious to voice your...
#PowerOfWords
#gratitude
#support
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#emotions
33 reads
9 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
3rd May 2025 2:44pm
3rd May 2025 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
39 reads
4 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
3rd May 2025 8:29pm
3rd May 2025 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
41 reads
2 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
50 reads
6 Comments
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