Deep Poems | Examples of Deep Poetry

You wanna know what one of the worst things in the world is... depression Yes depression is horrible it eats away at you and makes you feel empty pointless and non existent. Non existent you may think how does that make sense well let me explain it, it eats away at you that much it...

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Humming in hemlock heartbeats ~ along the shorelines which once swallowed the sun in their searing shadows ~ I see those smoking seawaves swirling upon my skin, as the silhouettes of damask dahlia damsels drizzle and dance in the tornadoes of tangerine tulips ~ tiptoeing and twirling me with the tormenting tides of papercut solstices, and plucking the songs of those diabolical dusks, petal by...

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They say the scent begins in bloom, But I have felt it in the fold– where petals hide, and shadows loom, not where the colour are bold. It lives between the bloom and  bruise, a hush the sunlight doesn't see. It stays with those who never choose, to shine, but still learn how to be.  I found it's centre,...

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You imagine them whispering in your ears Through the screen of your computer You forced me to listen to your heart Quick and irregular I'm afraid to uncover my ears To hear the beating of your heart I hope it never stops Otherwise mine starts...

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I'm a really hungry wolf One that’s never satiated. Your heart isn't enough I need your whole arm off I'm a truly gentle wolf, Feeding on your bounty. Maybe flesh is all I need Not the tears you cry with doubt What a lucky sheep you are, Well-fed, with plenty of wool Yet your eyes are full of fear, Fumbling blindly in the dark. "I mean no...

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The sanguine sun just waved goodbye and hides in the silhouettes of hills in wilderness; But, I still stand here between the line that separates night from day; No phone in my pocket only my own, my own weary self escaping from the city's endless hustle; To slow down, that is my aim . Hence, I am here. But little did I know,...

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The crescent ~ half awake, yet wholly aware, like the essence of my presence ~ drowsy and divine ~ glowing in golden hues is the mentor leading me through scented silence. I am the thorn and the petal, the yin and yang, the dusk and dawn, the salt and smoke ~ an ember of fire creased in lunar light, a...

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I'll never forget this day, This day of pain, The pain of her ever going away. Just waking up, Feeling something was wrong. Ringing her phone, Not getting an answer. I couldn't hear her voice anymore. So I called, I called, and I called. That feeling of being on edge increasing Until it stopped. I had no choice but to call another To only hear she was...

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Woke up this morning come to find can’t recall a thing at all really think I’ve lost my mind after sleep digging deep to collect my thoughts and what I recollect amounts to naught insufficient hard drive RAM my memory is shot what I remember as best I can is not a lot it's diddley-squat it's failing me old age is what's ailing me and yet will I forget such...

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A beer bottle don’t burst for no reason. You shake it up. It only shoots when the cap cracks open. I can’t be good when I see your DJ setup, and I wanna taste what’s dripping, what’s dying to break loose when the cap cracks open. I want my lips On your fingers licking good. They know what they’re doing — Your fingers on the lid. Play something. Doesn’t matter...

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She doesn't speak, she just observes feeling all the hidden curves every laugh and every tear holding close what's far and near in the noise, she's calm and still quiet heart, but strong will things that burn inside her chest never spoken, never stressed she's the calm beneath the storm different, soft, a secret form the loudest voice you'll never see the quiet one, who...

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My Trauma Wears Crocs My trauma wears Crocs— bright yellow, with stickers peeling off. It doesn’t care how serious you want life to look. It clomps into therapy, kicks its feet, asks if there’s snacks. It’s loud at the wrong time, laughs when I’m crying, sits beside me on the floor and says, “We’re not going anywhere, are we?” I thought healing would wear silk. Turns out,...

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Black eyes smile down, a frown The voices in my head of silent sound Live weird connected without ground Look around at all the nothing I've found Eyes tired unfocused and uninspired Teeth pulling pliers torture tools for hire Liars, so many liars, flash flooded fires The leper that was so very admired Eyes closed, on the back of eyelids now froze The red...

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SINISTER Why prove it? Prove that you’re significant to the a purpose that has no sensibility, In a world where we conform to that which surrounds us. Does it make sense? With this we ponder each day, That your right is the only right and that the only validation needed is yourself, The opinion of others doesn’t matter, Self-absorbed is the only thing I see, Maybe,...

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Anxiety, the constant feeling of doom Its like you can’t even come out of your room most days I’m panicky and anxious and I think to myself it’ll never get better I get told quit being so under the weather So I try to think about things that make me happy but my brain starts to fade...

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