Long Poems About Deep Underground Poetry
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
KristinaX
Poem Published
1st Aug 2022 3:30pm
1st Aug 2022 3:30pm
Empathy
the ability to
understand and share the feelings
of others
This was too long for the Author's note so I am just putting it here.
When someone paints you as a monster or other things it's not nice. If someone feels like they need to kick me more because I said that then do what you need to I guess. I had to send someone a message due to an issue and it was hard because in this case I didn't think they meant anything bad by it and I continued to stress about how to address it because I didn't want them to feel bad. Turns out it was just...
understand and share the feelings
of others
This was too long for the Author's note so I am just putting it here.
When someone paints you as a monster or other things it's not nice. If someone feels like they need to kick me more because I said that then do what you need to I guess. I had to send someone a message due to an issue and it was hard because in this case I didn't think they meant anything bad by it and I continued to stress about how to address it because I didn't want them to feel bad. Turns out it was just...
#bullying
#confessional
#disappointment #DeepUndergroundPoetry
#disappointment #DeepUndergroundPoetry
991 reads
RevolutionAL
Poem Published
30th Apr 2022 8:07am
30th Apr 2022 8:07am
That Day Barbie Walked Into Wacken
hold onto your knickers, this may roar
Some things are underground for a reason
Much mush
pretty make up
and half dressed
mannequins
have throughout history
tried to turn
the hardest
of the underground movements
into pretty-tinsel-laced
e v e r y d a y
environments
It makes
as much fucking sense as
Michael Jackson
being headmaster
of kindergarten
So while you read this
thinking
"yes but" ...
Some things are underground for a reason
Much mush
pretty make up
and half dressed
mannequins
have throughout history
tried to turn
the hardest
of the underground movements
into pretty-tinsel-laced
e v e r y d a y
environments
It makes
as much fucking sense as
Michael Jackson
being headmaster
of kindergarten
So while you read this
thinking
"yes but" ...
#LifeAsAWriter
#metaphor
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
576 reads
6 Comments
RevolutionAL
Poem Published
29th Apr 2022 9:19am
29th Apr 2022 9:19am
A Youngster Asked For Poetry Advice
put pen to paper
strip the ego
breathe
intended words
slipping emotions
with devotion
writing
is a personal moment
time for self reflection
to gift your voice
of reason
if you do it often enough
the air in your lungs
exhale "lines"
while blood is pumping
metaphors
you'll find yourself
personifying doors
editing
is like the sun ...
strip the ego
breathe
intended words
slipping emotions
with devotion
writing
is a personal moment
time for self reflection
to gift your voice
of reason
if you do it often enough
the air in your lungs
exhale "lines"
while blood is pumping
metaphors
you'll find yourself
personifying doors
editing
is like the sun ...
#motivational
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#reading
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
464 reads
12 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
24th Dec 2021 8:44am
24th Dec 2021 8:44am
Chance reflections off a distant sea
Your heart
'tis solid made
honest as an arrow's truth
i thought i heard
a smallish beckon of forevermore
like the very soil
where seeds find ends
in bones
and soon espied,
were your planted stones
loyal, are hefty winds
that uplift— securing
a sculpted tongue
where the love,
Oh my darling
where our love,
whispers sweetened prose
in dire shared alliance
spilling, perfectly ...
'tis solid made
honest as an arrow's truth
i thought i heard
a smallish beckon of forevermore
like the very soil
where seeds find ends
in bones
and soon espied,
were your planted stones
loyal, are hefty winds
that uplift— securing
a sculpted tongue
where the love,
Oh my darling
where our love,
whispers sweetened prose
in dire shared alliance
spilling, perfectly ...
#love
#BestFriend
#friendship
#Christmas
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
762 reads
33 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
15th Nov 2021 9:03pm
15th Nov 2021 9:03pm
A Sestina for Jade
Statistics 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...
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...
#death
#WritingPoetry
#DeepUndergroundPoetry #pandemic
#DeepUndergroundPoetry #pandemic
489 reads
4 Comments
Write-On
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2021 00:04am
2nd Nov 2021 00:04am
Hearts
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These are the hearts of everyday life. Look for an open hearth or stove for fireplaces. The heart (hɑːrθ) is a place in the house where a fire is kept and it is traditionally used to love the house, and for "cooking." It usually consists of at least one horizontal heart stone. Hearths are usually made of brick or stone. For centuries,...
This November is the Asian month of Wikipedia.
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Translation help:
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Language:
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These are the hearts of everyday life. Look for an open hearth or stove for fireplaces. The heart (hɑːrθ) is a place in the house where a fire is kept and it is traditionally used to love the house, and for "cooking." It usually consists of at least one horizontal heart stone. Hearths are usually made of brick or stone. For centuries,...
#home
#dialogue
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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0 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
12th Sep 2021 6:51am
12th Sep 2021 6:51am
The Beautiful Illumination Of Glory
I wish I could extend my hand out
Bottle the insignia of time
When words never defined the emotions of a keystroke
Laughter in the fallacy of the pen was the greater manner
Curious eyes never to have seen nervousness in appreciating my gifts as I unfurled my pen
No one knew of me, the compassion of my skill, the thirst of my craft
So many words of adoration I have graced cavasses
The music is playing for you
The stage is set
Names of grandeur stood on the poetic podium in time
Legends of the ink spills in wonderment I...
Bottle the insignia of time
When words never defined the emotions of a keystroke
Laughter in the fallacy of the pen was the greater manner
Curious eyes never to have seen nervousness in appreciating my gifts as I unfurled my pen
No one knew of me, the compassion of my skill, the thirst of my craft
So many words of adoration I have graced cavasses
The music is playing for you
The stage is set
Names of grandeur stood on the poetic podium in time
Legends of the ink spills in wonderment I...
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeGoals
#SelfReflection
#passion
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
442 reads
4 Comments
DevilsChild
Poem Published
6th Jun 2021 7:19am
6th Jun 2021 7:19am
Uninspired
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
407 reads
6 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
21st Mar 2021 6:02pm
21st Mar 2021 6:02pm
Cradled
When I lay upon my deathbed
And ponder all the words left to ears unsaid
To the world I give of my beautiful musings, read upon the scrolls of my creed
To give honor in its reprimand for those who refused to see
Inhaling the air my Creator has anointed
To the souls who I’ve witnessed desecrate in such a disappointment
Did I give to the less fortunate who stood with their hand out in the pouring rain
With words of encouragement to heal their pain
Offered the shoes from off me feet
To give to...
And ponder all the words left to ears unsaid
To the world I give of my beautiful musings, read upon the scrolls of my creed
To give honor in its reprimand for those who refused to see
Inhaling the air my Creator has anointed
To the souls who I’ve witnessed desecrate in such a disappointment
Did I give to the less fortunate who stood with their hand out in the pouring rain
With words of encouragement to heal their pain
Offered the shoes from off me feet
To give to...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
1158 reads
12 Comments
O_Blue
CiRcLeS...
CiRcLeS...
Poem Published
16th Mar 2021 6:33am
16th Mar 2021 6:33am
Incompatible Wings...
I still remember the song he played while crying.
Unaware of me sitting in the corner.
He took another shot of whiskey.
The next day I noticed something was missing.
How I searched but she was nowhere to be found.
I asked
"Father, where has Mother gone? Please I need to know."
He turned away, a saddened look upon his face.
"My Son listen to me. Your Mother won't ever come back."
What did I do now?
The years went by so quickly.
Everything about me has changed in some way.
I'm still missing a single wing....
Unaware of me sitting in the corner.
He took another shot of whiskey.
The next day I noticed something was missing.
How I searched but she was nowhere to be found.
I asked
"Father, where has Mother gone? Please I need to know."
He turned away, a saddened look upon his face.
"My Son listen to me. Your Mother won't ever come back."
What did I do now?
The years went by so quickly.
Everything about me has changed in some way.
I'm still missing a single wing....
#separation
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
655 reads
5 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
31st Dec 2020 2:55pm
31st Dec 2020 2:55pm
Bowing to the Ending of 2020 Uplifting My Eyes in 2021
Let’s bow our heads as you and I pray
From the Creator’s lips to our hearts
Approved to say
May He smile upon us as we continue to strive
Crossing into a new year, thank goodness when we both shall arrive
Looking back
Mother Nature’s cruel attacks
You and I survived Hurricanes
God’s tears from pouring rains
Racial Disparity, a standstill, protests, riots, teargas, voices in unity from systematic pain
A knee to the neck, darkish hues dying, oppositions bringing...
From the Creator’s lips to our hearts
Approved to say
May He smile upon us as we continue to strive
Crossing into a new year, thank goodness when we both shall arrive
Looking back
Mother Nature’s cruel attacks
You and I survived Hurricanes
God’s tears from pouring rains
Racial Disparity, a standstill, protests, riots, teargas, voices in unity from systematic pain
A knee to the neck, darkish hues dying, oppositions bringing...
#love
#moon
#spiritual
#LifeAsAWriter
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
576 reads
10 Comments
Mystic_Deeh
Poem Published
20th Nov 2020 12:53pm
20th Nov 2020 12:53pm
Dazed & Deranged
I’ll wait until you think my guard is down.
I’m patient so this isn’t an issue.
Head sticking out the grass.
I see you.
Your yellow eyes caught my attention.
I felt your dark energy while it took over my conscience.
Stuck in a realm of complete silence, all I could do was watch.
You came out fast but not fast enough.
Now that we are head to head. I see it now.
How could I have not noticed this poorly crafted mask?
Collapsing in on itself, like a book caught...
I’m patient so this isn’t an issue.
Head sticking out the grass.
I see you.
Your yellow eyes caught my attention.
I felt your dark energy while it took over my conscience.
Stuck in a realm of complete silence, all I could do was watch.
You came out fast but not fast enough.
Now that we are head to head. I see it now.
How could I have not noticed this poorly crafted mask?
Collapsing in on itself, like a book caught...
#dark
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#death #revenge
#death #revenge
432 reads
2 Comments
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