Poems About Deep Underground Poetry Published by Members Recently Online
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
zinnzinn
ZINNNNIZ
ZINNNNIZ
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2024 10:22pm
3rd Jan 2024 10:22pm
Pockets full of posies
Ashes to Ashes
We all fall down
The roses was red and the violets were blue
Now the roses are dead And the violets are too
My soul can be read through my true eyes of blue
To see my spirit bleeds through blue too
With a heart broken in two
Tell one little white lie and all your truths turn to dust
With your word shadowed by doubt
All your words turn to rust
Its a must you figure out
Words return as tables turn and trust will bust by our own lust
Verily Verily stop and smell the roses
Life...
We all fall down
The roses was red and the violets were blue
Now the roses are dead And the violets are too
My soul can be read through my true eyes of blue
To see my spirit bleeds through blue too
With a heart broken in two
Tell one little white lie and all your truths turn to dust
With your word shadowed by doubt
All your words turn to rust
Its a must you figure out
Words return as tables turn and trust will bust by our own lust
Verily Verily stop and smell the roses
Life...
#drugs
#WritersBlock
#addiction
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#NewYear
580 reads
5 Comments
zinnzinn
ZINNNNIZ
ZINNNNIZ
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2024 10:22pm
3rd Jan 2024 10:22pm
Pockets full of posies
Ashes to Ashes
We all fall down
The roses was red and the violets were blue
Now the roses are dead And the violets are too
My soul can be read through my true eyes of blue
To see my spirit bleeds through blue too
With a heart broken in two
Tell one little white lie and all your truths turn to dust
With your word shadowed by doubt
All your words turn to rust
Its a must you figure out
Words return as tables turn and trust will bust by our own lust
Verily Verily stop and smell the roses
Life...
We all fall down
The roses was red and the violets were blue
Now the roses are dead And the violets are too
My soul can be read through my true eyes of blue
To see my spirit bleeds through blue too
With a heart broken in two
Tell one little white lie and all your truths turn to dust
With your word shadowed by doubt
All your words turn to rust
Its a must you figure out
Words return as tables turn and trust will bust by our own lust
Verily Verily stop and smell the roses
Life...
#drugs
#WritersBlock
#addiction
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#NewYear
580 reads
5 Comments
zinnzinn
ZINNNNIZ
ZINNNNIZ
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2024 10:22pm
3rd Jan 2024 10:22pm
Pockets full of posies
Ashes to Ashes
We all fall down
The roses was red and the violets were blue
Now the roses are dead And the violets are too
My soul can be read through my true eyes of blue
To see my spirit bleeds through blue too
With a heart broken in two
Tell one little white lie and all your truths turn to dust
With your word shadowed by doubt
All your words turn to rust
Its a must you figure out
Words return as tables turn and trust will bust by our own lust
Verily Verily stop and smell the roses
Life...
We all fall down
The roses was red and the violets were blue
Now the roses are dead And the violets are too
My soul can be read through my true eyes of blue
To see my spirit bleeds through blue too
With a heart broken in two
Tell one little white lie and all your truths turn to dust
With your word shadowed by doubt
All your words turn to rust
Its a must you figure out
Words return as tables turn and trust will bust by our own lust
Verily Verily stop and smell the roses
Life...
#drugs
#WritersBlock
#addiction
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#NewYear
580 reads
5 Comments
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
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
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
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
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
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
489 reads
4 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
489 reads
4 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
489 reads
4 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
489 reads
4 Comments
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