Deep Free Verse Poems
These Deep Free Verse poems are examples of Free Verse poems about Deep. These are the best examples of Free Verse Deep poems written by international poets.
The Prismatic SelfI write because silence was a tyrant
with a velvet muzzle.
Because childhood was a soundproof cage,
and I was taught to swallow every scream
like communion.
“Poetry is not...
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deep,
In the deep silence of thoughts, where the poet's soul flutters like a butterfly caught in windsIn the deep silence of thoughts, where the poet's soul flutters like a butterfly caught in winds,
He carves his path through the shadows of a...
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fantasy,
StuckStuck
I’m stuck inside my own mind’s prison,
Walls built high with doubt and fear,
A place where shadows crawl and whisper,
And hope feels distant, never near.
I fight...
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allusion, anger, anxiety, deep,
EarringsThe complete loss of naivety doesn’t necesseraly lead
To cynicism cause it would be too dramatic
Its just a usual way of life
As it is, no naivety,...
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Categories:
beauty, love, magic,
AI my poem and me2025.5.1
It has been quite a while,
I wished I could really write
Some lyrics to go with music
Just like song writers or composers.
I have not a fantest...
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Categories:
for him, may, memory,
The CageThe Cage
Upon the trees, I built my cage, oblivious.
Invisible bars forged with hollow expectations
and the echo of my doubts,
a sly structure of limits
that I...
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conflict, confusion, flying, hurt,
Peace in deathI stand at a cliff that i could take
But this pain is too hard to take
I stand at this point when I can’t take...
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beauty, death, deep, fate,
Survival Tips for Recovering Cynics
One:
Wake up slowly.
Admit it was never that deep.
Let your first word be hmmm.
Let your second be whatever.
Two:
Stretch, but not like you mean it.
Pop one joint,...
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Categories:
moving on, word play,
watercolor morningwatercolor morning
it was a watercolor morning
the sky tangerine, punched with boysenberry
and yet you wept
your tears delicious were it not for unbearable pain
i look back now...
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color, fantasy,
TarnA mountain tarn,
a deep-water eye,
high and blackly gleaming.
A scramble down slippery scree
to look within,
then a tingling apprehension
of being too close
to an unbalanced footing,
one that is...
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Categories:
poetry,
Sight SeeingFrom my English cottage
I can see America.
Éire sings, as it labors in my field of vision,
it's drunk on nostalgia as usual.
A great sail-winged albatross
glides across...
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Categories:
poetry,
The Being Who Never Leaves
I never learned to look at shop windows
without searching for the walking shape of your footsteps.
The umbrella abandoned beside a rusted bicycle
resembles you more than...
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Categories:
beauty, black african american,
On a velvet night, when man enters womanOn a velvet night, when man enters woman,
like a wave kissing the shore with repeated desire,
and the woman opens her mouth like a flower revealing...
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fantasy,
Under the sky that weaves its shadows on the land of forgotten dreamsUnder the sky that weaves its shadows on the land of forgotten dreams,
I wonder, what is life? A question that rolls through the streets,
Slipping into...
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fantasy,
Time, that silent betrayer of dreams unraveling at dawnTime, that silent betrayer of dreams unraveling at dawn,
Like an unseen knife cutting deep into the flesh of lost memories,
Speaks to you without words, a...
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fantasy,