Long Poems About Writing Poetry
#WritingPoetry
Long poems about writing poetry. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
14th Apr 2025 10:10am
14th Apr 2025 10:10am
~snowy zephyr of a scorching tropical, you are… (an inspired lyrical)
https://youtu.be/zBIVhqLdN3Q?feature=shared
(Inspirational audio)
(Intro with refrain)
snowy zephyr.. my snowny zephyr
you are in an ecstasy.. a heightened ecstasy..
snowy zephyr.. my snowny zephyr
you are in an ecstasy.. a heightened ecstasy..
heart.. let you celebrate a soundlessly
in silence, a stand out Deepavali
breath.. let you be in a smothering
struggle by the cyclonic kisses
let your...
(Inspirational audio)
(Intro with refrain)
snowy zephyr.. my snowny zephyr
you are in an ecstasy.. a heightened ecstasy..
snowy zephyr.. my snowny zephyr
you are in an ecstasy.. a heightened ecstasy..
heart.. let you celebrate a soundlessly
in silence, a stand out Deepavali
breath.. let you be in a smothering
struggle by the cyclonic kisses
let your...
#love
#lyrics
#music
#nostalgia
#WritingPoetry
75 reads
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
8th Apr 2025 8:28pm
8th Apr 2025 8:28pm
~the dramance of an extraordinary night
https://youtu.be/J89EqPyZx54?feature=shared
neither dark nor light.. a hazy
shadowy silhouetted full-moon night
of a still budding nascence .. as
if a no-moon twilight zone..
descends down
in a swarming~ echoing army
of half-hollowed arrows.. almost
puncturing midway as it
touches down.. although
lopsided, in no accuracies
to her the dreamy veiled
Earth.. in an endless swirl ...
neither dark nor light.. a hazy
shadowy silhouetted full-moon night
of a still budding nascence .. as
if a no-moon twilight zone..
descends down
in a swarming~ echoing army
of half-hollowed arrows.. almost
puncturing midway as it
touches down.. although
lopsided, in no accuracies
to her the dreamy veiled
Earth.. in an endless swirl ...
#love
#lover
#night
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
71 reads
5 Comments
Officialkn9ne
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2025 7:57pm
3rd Apr 2025 7:57pm
The Bus Driver’s Game
In a city humming, wheels on the street,
Behind the wheel, she greets with a beat.
A bus driver charming, though hard to connect,
With laughter and teasing—so blissfully unchecked.
Her hair catches sunlight in shades of soft gray,
She drives past my heart each and every day.
I try to approach her with words I can’t bring;
But she just raises brows as if sensing my sting.
“Why not spend your money? It’s yours after all!”
With playful indifference tucked into her thrall.
While...
Behind the wheel, she greets with a beat.
A bus driver charming, though hard to connect,
With laughter and teasing—so blissfully unchecked.
Her hair catches sunlight in shades of soft gray,
She drives past my heart each and every day.
I try to approach her with words I can’t bring;
But she just raises brows as if sensing my sting.
“Why not spend your money? It’s yours after all!”
With playful indifference tucked into her thrall.
While...
#crush
#LifeAsAWriter
#romantic
#temptation
#WritingPoetry
50 reads
0 Comments
PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
30th Mar 2025 3:55pm
30th Mar 2025 3:55pm
Dup Tribute
I don't fair well, with farewells; I feel like I'm prepping to read a eulogy; I owe a tribute to Dup-Deep Underground Poetry- where the people from different walks of life came to speak their peace....
I'll do you justice with this poem Dup- I'll try my best at least....
Day 1- all I remember is that an outlet is what I needed deeply; as any other relationship- there was that feeling out process- that had its bright spot moments and as well as -doubtful- if this were at all meant to be for me....
I can't recall how long it...
I'll do you justice with this poem Dup- I'll try my best at least....
Day 1- all I remember is that an outlet is what I needed deeply; as any other relationship- there was that feeling out process- that had its bright spot moments and as well as -doubtful- if this were at all meant to be for me....
I can't recall how long it...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
113 reads
PAR
Poem Published
28th Mar 2025 2:21pm
28th Mar 2025 2:21pm
Angel Friend
He watches them from the boundless skies,
a guardian boy with wings of endless light.
His heart beats steady with a gentle care,
each friend he treasures like a shining star.
Through every shadow, he protects their path
and whispers hope to ease the storm's cold tears.
The winds may howl and night may spill its tears,
but still, he flies above the darkened skies.
No fear can falter him along their path.
For in his chest burns courage strong and light.
Each soul he shields, protecting every star,
their laughter fills his...
a guardian boy with wings of endless light.
His heart beats steady with a gentle care,
each friend he treasures like a shining star.
Through every shadow, he protects their path
and whispers hope to ease the storm's cold tears.
The winds may howl and night may spill its tears,
but still, he flies above the darkened skies.
No fear can falter him along their path.
For in his chest burns courage strong and light.
Each soul he shields, protecting every star,
their laughter fills his...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#WritingPoetry
85 reads
4 Comments
Samnash
Sam Nash
Sam Nash
Poem Published
21st Mar 2025 7:10am
21st Mar 2025 7:10am
DUP, Starsrite and me
Dear everyone
Before I start I would first like to express my great heartfelt sorrow at knowing that Deepundergroundpoetry is closing down. DUP had been a second home to me and to many poets like myself. I have met many friends, read some amazing words, poems and stories that touched my heart and made me the person who I am right now. But most of all I’m very grateful to the owners of DUP and everyone who has worked relentlessly to bring together such a great community of poets and writers under their wings. I also know how difficult it is to make such a site work, and what...
Before I start I would first like to express my great heartfelt sorrow at knowing that Deepundergroundpoetry is closing down. DUP had been a second home to me and to many poets like myself. I have met many friends, read some amazing words, poems and stories that touched my heart and made me the person who I am right now. But most of all I’m very grateful to the owners of DUP and everyone who has worked relentlessly to bring together such a great community of poets and writers under their wings. I also know how difficult it is to make such a site work, and what...
#WritingPoetry
217 reads
15 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
17th Mar 2025 6:25pm
17th Mar 2025 6:25pm
Rite of Return
The sun bows slowly, mourning the lost son,
a candle flickers—one last breath,
whispered through a temple of fallen dust,
where the wind kneels—where silence feels like comfort,
cut from the cloth of the wordless sky. Here we stand.
A hand traces the names on ancient stone,
a name once worn, now barely warn.
The years have left their weight, as there they wait,
each carefully carved letter like a jagged might,
though the body’s gone, the soul’s still sight.
She told him once: "Sow your steps where light still sews,
pare...
a candle flickers—one last breath,
whispered through a temple of fallen dust,
where the wind kneels—where silence feels like comfort,
cut from the cloth of the wordless sky. Here we stand.
A hand traces the names on ancient stone,
a name once worn, now barely warn.
The years have left their weight, as there they wait,
each carefully carved letter like a jagged might,
though the body’s gone, the soul’s still sight.
She told him once: "Sow your steps where light still sews,
pare...
#grief
#inspirational
#rebirth #WritingPoetry
#rebirth #WritingPoetry
62 reads
0 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
25th Feb 2025 8:35pm
25th Feb 2025 8:35pm
Shattered Visions
Oh the Innocence
That laugh, that wild howling in the throat of the child,
Unseen fingers scramble for the last thread of light
Here, the angels are naked,
no wings to catch their fall.
The river splits,
splashes,
and chaos is born
from the lips of the unholy, the pure.
There be our Divinity
slips beneath the skin like rust on gold—
a fractured god,
broken in pieces,
spilled across the morning,
the moon forgets its name.
Prophecies?
Laughing in the dust,
twisted and torn,
a...
That laugh, that wild howling in the throat of the child,
Unseen fingers scramble for the last thread of light
Here, the angels are naked,
no wings to catch their fall.
The river splits,
splashes,
and chaos is born
from the lips of the unholy, the pure.
There be our Divinity
slips beneath the skin like rust on gold—
a fractured god,
broken in pieces,
spilled across the morning,
the moon forgets its name.
Prophecies?
Laughing in the dust,
twisted and torn,
a...
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles
#SelfReflection
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
65 reads
0 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 12:30pm
23rd Jan 2025 12:30pm
Castles of the Forgotten
Castles of the Forgotten Shore
The wind shall shape the shifting sand,
In hills and valleys softly carved,
Children build, their castles grand,
A kingdom made with tender hands,
Where dreams are shaped by golden strands,
But waves will take them back to land.
The waves will take them back to land,
As wind blows softly through the sand.
The children’s dreams slip through their hands,
While castles crumble, soft and grand.
In silence, shadows fill the strands,
And all returns to sea and...
The wind shall shape the shifting sand,
In hills and valleys softly carved,
Children build, their castles grand,
A kingdom made with tender hands,
Where dreams are shaped by golden strands,
But waves will take them back to land.
The waves will take them back to land,
As wind blows softly through the sand.
The children’s dreams slip through their hands,
While castles crumble, soft and grand.
In silence, shadows fill the strands,
And all returns to sea and...
#LifeCycle
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
63 reads
2 Comments
Inverted_poet29
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 7:14pm
7th Jan 2025 7:14pm
A Picture in Words
They say a picture’s worth a thousand tales,
But what if the brush in your hand fails?
If canvas stays blank, colors don’t appear,
Yet your mind holds visions, vivid and clear.
With words as your palette, you start to create,
Each phrase a stroke, shaping fate,
You paint with whispers, you draw with sound,
In the listener’s heart, your art is found.
A thousand words, they say, a picture might be,
But what if your words set the soul free?
Each sentence a color, each line a hue,
Crafting a masterpiece, unique...
But what if the brush in your hand fails?
If canvas stays blank, colors don’t appear,
Yet your mind holds visions, vivid and clear.
With words as your palette, you start to create,
Each phrase a stroke, shaping fate,
You paint with whispers, you draw with sound,
In the listener’s heart, your art is found.
A thousand words, they say, a picture might be,
But what if your words set the soul free?
Each sentence a color, each line a hue,
Crafting a masterpiece, unique...
#emotions
#happiness
#love
#passion
#WritingPoetry
90 reads
0 Comments
Daenerys_Targaryen
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 4:57pm
6th Jan 2025 4:57pm
Push and pull
#erotic
#lust
#porn
#sex
#WritingPoetry
450 reads
3 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
31st Dec 2024 12:39pm
31st Dec 2024 12:39pm
Deeper Underground I Go
I can’t count the number
of poems I’ve expelled
beyond the busted seams
of experience
As if those seams could keep
the poems from my voice
How many emotions
were galactic tapestries
unraveling from a solar plexus
storing so many lives
How many verses reflect
the present
versus the ghosts
of a former century
And yet,
deeper underground
I go
The trick to navigating
the bowels of the beast
is not succumbing
to illusion over...
of poems I’ve expelled
beyond the busted seams
of experience
As if those seams could keep
the poems from my voice
How many emotions
were galactic tapestries
unraveling from a solar plexus
storing so many lives
How many verses reflect
the present
versus the ghosts
of a former century
And yet,
deeper underground
I go
The trick to navigating
the bowels of the beast
is not succumbing
to illusion over...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#love
#SelfWorth #WritingPoetry
#SelfWorth #WritingPoetry
495 reads
17 Comments
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