Least Read Poems About Deep Underground Poetry
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
Depth is Deep
Depth is deep
Depth is so deep
In the black water of my soul
Fathoming searching
Come up for air
Hold my breath
Deep in the black water of my soul
Bubbles reach the surface
My soul is underwater
Try to catch my breath
In the black water of my soul
Fight the demons
That hold me under
There is a kink in the
Black water of my soul
Forces pulling me under
In the black water of my soul
Spirit wants to break free
From the black water of my soul
...
Depth is so deep
In the black water of my soul
Fathoming searching
Come up for air
Hold my breath
Deep in the black water of my soul
Bubbles reach the surface
My soul is underwater
Try to catch my breath
In the black water of my soul
Fight the demons
That hold me under
There is a kink in the
Black water of my soul
Forces pulling me under
In the black water of my soul
Spirit wants to break free
From the black water of my soul
...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#mirror
#spiritual #water
#spiritual #water
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Dear
Dear Sorrow
You have guided me through a torrential storm
At times it seemed like you wanted to let go
But I beg for you to stay just a while longer
Until I meet the black of exhausted sleep
Dear Calm
You are rarely around these days
I have tried to seek you out
I have left you messages
I even thought of sending you smoke signals
To get your attention
But why bother?
You will come when you're ready
And not a second sooner!
Dear Restraint
Why do you hold me back
Allowing them to say such...
You have guided me through a torrential storm
At times it seemed like you wanted to let go
But I beg for you to stay just a while longer
Until I meet the black of exhausted sleep
Dear Calm
You are rarely around these days
I have tried to seek you out
I have left you messages
I even thought of sending you smoke signals
To get your attention
But why bother?
You will come when you're ready
And not a second sooner!
Dear Restraint
Why do you hold me back
Allowing them to say such...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#relationships
#romantic
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Angel's Free
I didn't want to go
But my home is not a home
I snuck out at night
I'm tired of the fight
I was supposed to be the Princess
The twinkle in his eye
The sacred jewel he always wanted
Now I have to run or I'll die
She couldn't help me
She tried once before
The same eyes we shared
Was darkened once more
It was time for me to leave
I can make my own way
It was time for me to be
Anywhere would be better than to stay
I should be scared
Going into the unknown
I was...
But my home is not a home
I snuck out at night
I'm tired of the fight
I was supposed to be the Princess
The twinkle in his eye
The sacred jewel he always wanted
Now I have to run or I'll die
She couldn't help me
She tried once before
The same eyes we shared
Was darkened once more
It was time for me to leave
I can make my own way
It was time for me to be
Anywhere would be better than to stay
I should be scared
Going into the unknown
I was...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#sadness
#dark
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DUP Mafia Romance part 3
Frank
I need to get one of my best shooters on this case, and the only person who comes to mind is Big Red.
She's done some hits for me in the past. I need to remove some of these players from the roster.
I pulled out my cell phone and dialed her number. She answered on the 1st ring.
“Frank.” She said in a whisper, letting me know she's on a job right now and her sites are on her kill shot.
“Red I need you to come here as soon as possible.”
She did not utter one word, but I heard the audible sound of swisssshhhh from a...
I need to get one of my best shooters on this case, and the only person who comes to mind is Big Red.
She's done some hits for me in the past. I need to remove some of these players from the roster.
I pulled out my cell phone and dialed her number. She answered on the 1st ring.
“Frank.” She said in a whisper, letting me know she's on a job right now and her sites are on her kill shot.
“Red I need you to come here as soon as possible.”
She did not utter one word, but I heard the audible sound of swisssshhhh from a...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#dirty
#sex
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Book of Me
Book of Me
I write a book of songs
But I’m writing a song
Wordy too early in the morning
How about shut up and let your words walk
Pearls of a hit all I have to do is
Let my words breathe and reflect me
Instead of stepping on my creativity
Allow thoughts to step in between
I write a book of songs but all I need is
Something concise and real pretty
Now we’re on Jimmy Kimmel hope I don’t
Fuck up on live Tv , but I can fake it real good
So now I’m in...
I write a book of songs
But I’m writing a song
Wordy too early in the morning
How about shut up and let your words walk
Pearls of a hit all I have to do is
Let my words breathe and reflect me
Instead of stepping on my creativity
Allow thoughts to step in between
I write a book of songs but all I need is
Something concise and real pretty
Now we’re on Jimmy Kimmel hope I don’t
Fuck up on live Tv , but I can fake it real good
So now I’m in...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#inspirational
#lyrics
#music
#passion
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They Called It Murder (Cozy Mystery)
This story starts quite odd, since I did not get involved until they called it murder.
My name is Kate Wells. I am the top investigative reporter of the Inwood Feline Gazette. You may not have heard of us since we are not nationally known, but the news must be reported, even if it’s mundane.
The incident became known at six-fifteen in the evening on October 23. I must print that since that is what they agreed to have on record. Off the record, it was a slightly different story that I would prefer you to know.
The chief of the gazette, Elwood Rimm, sent me to...
My name is Kate Wells. I am the top investigative reporter of the Inwood Feline Gazette. You may not have heard of us since we are not nationally known, but the news must be reported, even if it’s mundane.
The incident became known at six-fifteen in the evening on October 23. I must print that since that is what they agreed to have on record. Off the record, it was a slightly different story that I would prefer you to know.
The chief of the gazette, Elwood Rimm, sent me to...
#cats
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#funny #mystery
#funny #mystery
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Thoughts of Friendship
There is a fear here
it is palatable
every time I go near here
you draw back a little
have you forgotten how it felt
to be a friend and nothing else
to tell somebody your sorrows
your dreams of tomorrow
no one needs to get down on their knee
this friendship is not that you see
if you want romance go under someone else’s spell
I'm here for a different dance can’t you tell
Our time is numbered
from the day we were born
every second every number
we are closer to no more
...
it is palatable
every time I go near here
you draw back a little
have you forgotten how it felt
to be a friend and nothing else
to tell somebody your sorrows
your dreams of tomorrow
no one needs to get down on their knee
this friendship is not that you see
if you want romance go under someone else’s spell
I'm here for a different dance can’t you tell
Our time is numbered
from the day we were born
every second every number
we are closer to no more
...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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Incense Dreams
The sweet scent of incense in the air
Ignites a memory deep within my mind
Of longing stares
and held breaths
of wish me nots
and of past regrets
Of should have moments
...
Ignites a memory deep within my mind
Of longing stares
and held breaths
of wish me nots
and of past regrets
Of should have moments
...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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How would one know if they are being seduced?
How does one know if they are being seduced?
In a society where bold assumptions are passed as compliments
If one should graze a hand subtly, not in dominance but to show interest. Is that seduction?
When a glance of innocence lingers longer than necessary, is that seduction?
What would seduction be today?
There are no longer handwritten notes shared between the sender and the receiver, to covet and be hidden in intimate things.
Flowers can be sent but can be misconstrued to mean a number of things.
How would I know...
In a society where bold assumptions are passed as compliments
If one should graze a hand subtly, not in dominance but to show interest. Is that seduction?
When a glance of innocence lingers longer than necessary, is that seduction?
What would seduction be today?
There are no longer handwritten notes shared between the sender and the receiver, to covet and be hidden in intimate things.
Flowers can be sent but can be misconstrued to mean a number of things.
How would I know...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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Ta-ta for now
I have to go for a while. I hope to read your amazing work soon. All the Hugs and Kisses
To quote Gandolph in lord of the Rings
“A wizard is never late. Nor is he early; he arrives precisely when he means to"
To quote Gandolph in lord of the Rings
“A wizard is never late. Nor is he early; he arrives precisely when he means to"
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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Emergency Room
Am I moving
My body's moving
I'm just assuming
I'm moving
Intense reality
Crawling all through me
Slithering like leeches
Breaking the skin
Underneath and within
Am I moving
all-consuming
This...
My body's moving
I'm just assuming
I'm moving
Intense reality
Crawling all through me
Slithering like leeches
Breaking the skin
Underneath and within
Am I moving
all-consuming
This...
#dark
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#FreeVerse #sadness
#FreeVerse #sadness
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COUNTERWEIGHT OFF THE TAIL ME BOYS (Fri., 10-11-2024; Palm Springs, California)
just counterweight
off
the tail
me boys
just counterweight
off
the tail
or in other
words
to put it
more simply
just counterweight
off
the tail
me boys
counterweight
off
the
t
a
i
l
for i m afraid
there may not be
much
left of me
afterwards
here tonight
beyond
the resonant echo s
widely spreading...
off
the tail
me boys
just counterweight
off
the tail
or in other
words
to put it
more simply
just counterweight
off
the tail
me boys
counterweight
off
the
t
a
i
l
for i m afraid
there may not be
much
left of me
afterwards
here tonight
beyond
the resonant echo s
widely spreading...
#courage
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#heroic
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
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