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.
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...
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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...
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411 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...
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360 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...
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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
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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...
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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...
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352 reads
3 Comments
O_Blue
CiRcLeS...
CiRcLeS...
Poem Published
18th May 2023 5:30am
18th May 2023 5:30am
Cold and Sweet...
My everything, that...
The loneliness of ice cream.
Addict of cold sweets...
The loneliness of ice cream.
Addict of cold sweets...
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2 Comments
O_Blue
CiRcLeS...
CiRcLeS...
Poem Published
10th May 2023 1:28am
10th May 2023 1:28am
Every Road...
A thousand days, no change.
The world just keeps going on.
Have I wasted my only lifetime?
Has my branch failed to sprout leaves?
Every road may feel the same but that's not true.
How could I not see beyond the raincloud that hangs above my head?
In every memory, you're there.
With a hand firmly held with mine.
I hoped those moments would last forever.
Unknowing love I failed to grasp.
You slipped away leaving me alone here.
If I followed the footsteps left in the mud will I like what I find at the end of this path?
...
The world just keeps going on.
Have I wasted my only lifetime?
Has my branch failed to sprout leaves?
Every road may feel the same but that's not true.
How could I not see beyond the raincloud that hangs above my head?
In every memory, you're there.
With a hand firmly held with mine.
I hoped those moments would last forever.
Unknowing love I failed to grasp.
You slipped away leaving me alone here.
If I followed the footsteps left in the mud will I like what I find at the end of this path?
...
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298 reads
3 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
21st Apr 2023 5:48am
21st Apr 2023 5:48am
Here's My Comment As Requested
self
opinionated
cunt
trying
to tell me
how to interact
dont start
shitting
in my back garden
expecting me
to like
the smell
this ASS WIPE
has a
bite
i will comment
my way
not yours
the fact i'm in a group
that riles the fuck
out of you
gives this
nasty autistic
some satisfaction
this is where my
CAGE IS RATTLED
which is no good
cause now
i...
opinionated
cunt
trying
to tell me
how to interact
dont start
shitting
in my back garden
expecting me
to like
the smell
this ASS WIPE
has a
bite
i will comment
my way
not yours
the fact i'm in a group
that riles the fuck
out of you
gives this
nasty autistic
some satisfaction
this is where my
CAGE IS RATTLED
which is no good
cause now
i...
#anger
#dialogue
#frustration
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#Autism
535 reads
14 Comments
mcjay
Poem Published
31st Mar 2023 11:11pm
31st Mar 2023 11:11pm
Finding Beauty in Chaos
The city streets are alive
With the sounds of people and cars
A symphony of movement and noise
A constant ebb and flow
The buildings tower overhead
A testament to human ambition
Reaching towards the sky
A marvel of engineering
But amidst this concrete jungle
Nature still finds a way
A tree growing from a crack in the sidewalk
A flower blooming in a neglected corner
And as I walk these busy streets
I am reminded of the beauty
That can be found in the chaos
The magic that can be unearthed
For...
With the sounds of people and cars
A symphony of movement and noise
A constant ebb and flow
The buildings tower overhead
A testament to human ambition
Reaching towards the sky
A marvel of engineering
But amidst this concrete jungle
Nature still finds a way
A tree growing from a crack in the sidewalk
A flower blooming in a neglected corner
And as I walk these busy streets
I am reminded of the beauty
That can be found in the chaos
The magic that can be unearthed
For...
#home
#uplifting
#philosophical #DeepUndergroundPoetry
#philosophical #DeepUndergroundPoetry
293 reads
4 Comments
Lack1ng
Poem Published
26th Mar 2023 8:56am
26th Mar 2023 8:56am
The Trip
On my sixteenth Christmas,
My family decided, last-minute, to take a vacation.
Holidays at the airport are quite grim,
On the way in, smog sticks in your lungs like a bad cough.
The interior is plagued with people,
Who all need to be at the same place, five minutes faster than you.
Excitement didn’t set in until the plane door closed.
Only a few seconds after finally feeling relief.
Was it worth it?
Yes. The 13 hours of travel was worth a 2 minute experience.
Our plane descended on Paris,
I sat in the aisle, craning...
My family decided, last-minute, to take a vacation.
Holidays at the airport are quite grim,
On the way in, smog sticks in your lungs like a bad cough.
The interior is plagued with people,
Who all need to be at the same place, five minutes faster than you.
Excitement didn’t set in until the plane door closed.
Only a few seconds after finally feeling relief.
Was it worth it?
Yes. The 13 hours of travel was worth a 2 minute experience.
Our plane descended on Paris,
I sat in the aisle, craning...
#inspirational
#Christmas
#fate
#travel
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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5 Comments
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