Poems About Deep Underground Poetry by Top Critiquers
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
Wonderful You
You lift my spirits when I’m down
Your friendship means the world to me
You’re the light in the sky
The dark fantasies I don’t hide
You know what I desire
How to tame me
How to let me roam free
Your words captivate
You know just how to get my attention
How to let my mind play
And you live a world away
Our friendship will never see the light of day
Perhaps that’s why it works so well
You did what I could never imagine
You sent poem number one thousand today
Who does that?
The man who’s heart knows mine, that’s who...
Your friendship means the world to me
You’re the light in the sky
The dark fantasies I don’t hide
You know what I desire
How to tame me
How to let me roam free
Your words captivate
You know just how to get my attention
How to let my mind play
And you live a world away
Our friendship will never see the light of day
Perhaps that’s why it works so well
You did what I could never imagine
You sent poem number one thousand today
Who does that?
The man who’s heart knows mine, that’s who...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#friendship
#gratitude
#happiness
#PowerOfWords
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SpotLight - Pete_25
Welcome back to SpotLight, I’m Damian DeadLove. Got another great episode tonight, that I hope you’ll enjoy. This interview segment is meant for the DU community, as a way to get to know about the poet/poetess behind the writes.
Our guest tonight is a poet who lives across the pond, who happens to share a hometown with the Fab Four. That town is, Liverpool, folks. He’s been a member here since, September of 2024. He’s a brilliant writer with a rapid-fire delivery, that manages to stay silky smooth with his rhyme and flow, while charming us with clever wordplay and wit. I’m...
Our guest tonight is a poet who lives across the pond, who happens to share a hometown with the Fab Four. That town is, Liverpool, folks. He’s been a member here since, September of 2024. He’s a brilliant writer with a rapid-fire delivery, that manages to stay silky smooth with his rhyme and flow, while charming us with clever wordplay and wit. I’m...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#prose
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You All Deserve Praise
I'm not writing a tribute to one particular person or even several.
I'm just going to say to all that are following me, THANK YOU!
Your all very unique in your own ways. No one is better or greater then the other. We're all equals here.
I read your poems, I comment. I occasionally give an award and many of you have done the same for me.
It's appreciated beyond what I can write here.
To the DUP community that I'm in contact with everyday. You know who you are. I have lots of respect for all of you.
You intrigue me, enlighten me, you've influenced me...
I'm just going to say to all that are following me, THANK YOU!
Your all very unique in your own ways. No one is better or greater then the other. We're all equals here.
I read your poems, I comment. I occasionally give an award and many of you have done the same for me.
It's appreciated beyond what I can write here.
To the DUP community that I'm in contact with everyday. You know who you are. I have lots of respect for all of you.
You intrigue me, enlighten me, you've influenced me...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#friendship
#inspirational
#nonfiction
#uplifting
75 reads
13 Comments
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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poets
dismal day don't be my friend
in sadness gloom I find myself
wishing in grief for a brighter tomorrow
where in I could redeem my soul
sacred dawn allow me this priviledge
to cast my lot with the fates
bringing my life to fruition
intution tells me not to follow the path of least resistance
but to blaze my own trail
through the valled of the dead
awakening to new horizons
my sorrow understood in artistic expression
to be an indelible mark on the souls I touch
reaching unto the immortal
in keeping with...
in sadness gloom I find myself
wishing in grief for a brighter tomorrow
where in I could redeem my soul
sacred dawn allow me this priviledge
to cast my lot with the fates
bringing my life to fruition
intution tells me not to follow the path of least resistance
but to blaze my own trail
through the valled of the dead
awakening to new horizons
my sorrow understood in artistic expression
to be an indelible mark on the souls I touch
reaching unto the immortal
in keeping with...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#metaphor
#WritingPoetry
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12 Comments
2021
New Year
#hope
#humankind
#DeepUndergroundPoetry #NewYear
#DeepUndergroundPoetry #NewYear
979 reads
34 Comments
we are, you know...
we are more than poetry
more than our words
spread so elegantly...
...so carefully...
...across the page
consider them merely stains
...of tears
& bloodtrails...
showing the outline of our pain
but these sentiments are tempered
allowing only the briefest glimpse
miniscule peeks at the agony within
we are giants trapped inside thimbles
struggling & straining
...for more space
& these fragmented offerings shared
barely scratch the surface
of the vastness within
we are deeper...
more than our words
spread so elegantly...
...so carefully...
...across the page
consider them merely stains
...of tears
& bloodtrails...
showing the outline of our pain
but these sentiments are tempered
allowing only the briefest glimpse
miniscule peeks at the agony within
we are giants trapped inside thimbles
struggling & straining
...for more space
& these fragmented offerings shared
barely scratch the surface
of the vastness within
we are deeper...
#admiration
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#honesty
#respect
#WritingPoetry
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14 Comments
In Disguise when in fact ....
Today
I'd write about you
In disguise when in fact
Everyone knows it's you
They either stay silent and burn
Or wish they were me
Either way I win
I'd write about you
In disguise when in fact
Everyone knows it's you
They either stay silent and burn
Or wish they were me
Either way I win
#secrets
#WritingPoetry
#art
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#success
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23 Comments
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
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4 Comments
The Cosmic Dance
#
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#art
#dance
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
855 reads
4 Comments
Muse Convention
No one knows where they're meeting
or how they even knew to go there
just that they've left
and the poets are bereft
There's no schedule of events
no program planning committee
it's all just whims and fancy
meanwhile, poets get antsy
What are they discussing there?
And when will they come back?
the poets here are crying
as their ink wells are drying
But imagine! If my muse and your muse
are mingling, joining forces
there'll be no stopping the magic word art
when each muse returns...
or how they even knew to go there
just that they've left
and the poets are bereft
There's no schedule of events
no program planning committee
it's all just whims and fancy
meanwhile, poets get antsy
What are they discussing there?
And when will they come back?
the poets here are crying
as their ink wells are drying
But imagine! If my muse and your muse
are mingling, joining forces
there'll be no stopping the magic word art
when each muse returns...
#WritersBlock
#mystery
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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16 Comments
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
424 reads
4 Comments
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