surreal poetry
Surrealist poetry embodies the essence of poetry itself, drawing upon shocking imagery and lyrical incongruities to comment on the inner-workings of the mind.
The Gateway
Sometimes I don’t like waking mid-dream Glimpses of other lives Other possible realities They’re why I don’t look in darkened mirrors
Atomic HistorianPublished a day ago in PoetsYou-10
I try not to think about it But it’s hard at times like this When I feel like I realize who you are I am the lock And you are the key
Atomic HistorianPublished a day ago in PoetsHe Experiences The Darkness
Sunrise is his favourite time of the day, When the rest of the world sleeps and he lavishes in peace, The animals scavenge for their final meal before settling down to rest,
Colleen MillsteedPublished a day ago in PoetsChild Made Homeless
How could any mother willingly make her child homeless? A question that haunts, a pain so endless. All because her father would burst through the door, Demanding they leave, to wander once more.
C. D. GuzmanPublished a day ago in PoetsStolen Childhood
My heart breaks for the child I once was, a spirit so full of life, joy, and happiness, but those I loved most stole that light away, Turning bright days into endless gray.
C. D. GuzmanPublished a day ago in PoetsThe Weight of Loss
They were my refuge, my beacon of light, In the darkest moments, they held me tight. Saw every bruise, heard every cry, Helped me find safety, taught me to fly.
C. D. GuzmanPublished a day ago in PoetsA Son's Plea
Dad, why did you abuse me, break me so low? Why did your anger always have to show? With every harsh word and every cruel blow, You shaped a darkness I didn't want to know.
C. D. GuzmanPublished a day ago in PoetsWhere Was The Love
Mom, why did you let your father hit me, yell at me, pull my hair, slap and cuss me? Why didn't you stand up, why didn't you fight, To protect your child, to make things right?
C. D. GuzmanPublished a day ago in PoetsThe Case Is Now Closed
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Talia DevoraPublished a day ago in PoetsCactus
My feet will touch her my legs will sting like crazy; she’s a spiked cactus! Thank you for taking the time to read another one of my poems. If you enjoyed this poem, please give it a ❤️, share it with others, comment, and please feel free to send me a tip/pledge to show your appreciation and support. To find and read more exciting content, please consider subscribing and visiting my public profile. Stay tuned for more poetry, recipes, stories, and much more!
Talia DevoraPublished a day ago in PoetsThe Prodigal Demon
Dad, you called me your successor, your protege, In your shadow, you led me far astray. The crimes you forced me to commit, heinous and vile, each act, each sin, stole my innocent smile.
C. D. GuzmanPublished a day ago in PoetsLegacy of Love
In the hush of dawn, when the world awakes, And the sun peeks through with golden stakes, A symphony of life begins its play, A timeless dance in the light of day.
Feumbana Njoya FatimatouPublished a day ago in Poets