The seed is sown
underground
and there our roots
are firmly bound.
To grow and spread
underground
search the water of life
deep, deep down.
Tear it up
from underground
its dying scream
a terrifying sound!
Remains the pain
underground
the empty hole
that makes you frown.
So sow the seed
underground
and watch it grow
stay safe and sound.
For that which is not
underground
may beauty give
tree heaven-bound!
This was inspired by One Single Impression’s prompt 210: Underground.
Lovely words. And they flowed beautifully.
A good rhyming poem this.. great justice to the prompt..
Enjoyed reading your poem very much.The underlying sentiment is beautifuly crafted.
Beautiful poem. I like the way you have emphasized the prompt.
A lovely write, and I like the rhyme.
the repetivtive nature gives your poem weight.