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Submitted by Robin Marlowe
'It is easy to get lost in the underworld.'
Write a poem that incorporates this line.
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Be grounded they say,
Follow the routine everyday,
Immersed within their existence,
Oh so proud of the consistency,
But I who lives in the clouds sees the absurdity,
Of all those desperately trying to be,
That being of facade,
Which to the outsider appears odd,
But that is the way of the underworld,
Those who live with their noses in the ground,
Those who don’t listen and merely hear s...
The underworld can be a nasty place
It originated from ancient mythology
But
If you really think about it
We all make ourselves our own underworld
If you truly think about it
Depression and self hate is our underworld
So
I guess what I’m trying to say is
Be the hades of your own underworld
Own all of that hate
All of that sadness
All of that self doubt
And rule over that world
Like you ...
Skulking in the debris,
Crawling through the gates.
Holding our fates,
In the City of Dis.
Sneaking amongst the lost,
Hiding in the shadows.
Hearing the Styx flows,
Squeezing our coins as cost.
Paying the ferryman,
With silver and gold.
Passage bought and sold,
Accepting Everyman.
At the far shore landed,
Journey neverending.
Agony unrelenting,
Our souls branded.
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‘It is easy to get lost in ...
Down where corpses are covered in blood, rot, and marrow
Some with a noose still hung around their neck, the escape goat
Maybe some slit their own throat, what's up with the bullet holes?
Organs spilling out of open wounds, bodies pile up like a rigor mortis fortress
Lava rises up your throat, full throttle, scorching your insides
You walk the path of dried guts and tears, fears echo in the air
...
It’s easy to get lost in the underworld
Six seeds
And I am here forevermore
His crown upon my head
In the darkness
I am dead
I’m queen of all I didn’t want
Ghosts’ dying screams now haunt
My dreams
Persephone! Persephone!
They shriek
But each time I wake
I see his face
I see the seeds
Of my eternal misery
And his pathetic treachery
I’m broken
I will never leave
I came forgetting that there w...
I feel guilt
Over the silliest things
Like I don’t deserve
What my world brings
An odd example
Is Harry Potter
And how I never read the books
But still love the wizarding world
Another example
Is how much time I spend with friends
I know they love me
But I still believe our time will soon end
Yet another thing
Is the music I listen to
Do I love this artist enough,
To be considered a fan?
An...
It’s easy to get lost is the underworld
The door to it seems lock to you, but it’s actually open
What leads to there is something we all have
The name that we call as Maya(illusion)
Maya holds our hand at every step,
Checking our abilities to walk not rest
She holds your hand and distracts u
At every step and every due
She is unknown to many,but her eyes know u
Well if you fail her test, you’ll...
Where thoughts lurk in a
never ending complexity,
is where we find ourselves
lost,
Lost in the loop of hypothetical’s
and concealed rage,
The Underworld is where
emotions are frozen, no escape,
covered in a layer of dark frost,
We never really do anything
to tame it, to learn how,
because it scares us—the
thought of people knowing
what really goes on in
ourselves—so we simply
hope and wai...
It’s easy to get lost in the underworld
Twists and turns lead me astray
Bloated thoughts and dark disciples there to prey
Haunting our dreams and taking our joy
Replacing our memories intending to destroy
Black skies with lightning rain down on us with blood
Demons on every corner there standing to judge
Forever trapped to complete laborous chores
Whipped down until we lay in their bones
When ...
As he walked along the path
A path that swerved from destra to sinistra
As suddenly, a hole opened near his foot
And a gnarled arm went up and grabbed
And dragged him down to the underground
But as he was dragged through layers thick
He was left by devils hand in cerchio cinque
And how easy it is
To get lost in the bosom of the underworld
But with only his mind and cross to guide
He somehow went...
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