The World Underground

The World Underground

A Poem by Sarah J Dhue

A poem for the artists, dreamers, rebels, travelers, and other people who decide to think outside the box.


Twas in another world

does seem

Deep in a cave

an underground

Charmers, roses

Fire of desire

Thoughts buzzing away

in those lovely craniums

Where those fluent

in the long miles

Would rest their feet

at those raves indistinct

A gentle caress

A flower among foliage


Deviant, cross, and beautiful


I implore you,


This world underground

A world both bitter and sweet

Idyllic and tragic


But it is beauty

that lures the dogs

Those prominent, grand,


Not sweet


“Terrible the charmers!”

They cry

saliva flying from their mouths

“Too thorny the roses!”

They cry

tears welling in their eyes

“Too outside the box

their thoughts!”

They cry

shutting out the song

A royale, a rose

a flower

Hidden away

Crammed into that box

A cave, an underground

now a crypt,

a tomb


Say your grisly condolences

Find love in the loss

Caress that elusive sound,


Reprise your role

Sir Loss!

Build again

Raise the dead

Overturn the grand sours

A flower blooming in darkness

A voice in the silence

A beacon

A caress, desire

to be free

© 2016 Sarah J Dhue

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Added on February 13, 2016
Last Updated on February 13, 2016
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Sarah J Dhue
Sarah J Dhue

In the author's lair, IL

I am Sarah J Dhue. I am an author, as well as a photographer & graphic designer, currently going to school for web design. I've been writing since I was in elementary school. I live in Illinois. My f.. more..