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.
Unveiled Strength: A Ballad of Mary
In the heart of the city, where lights shine so bright, Lived a woman named Mary, her spirit took flight. Married on paper, alone in her soul,
Ivan IslamPublished about an hour ago in Poets
The Embers Await
the glowing embers await the flaming tongue consumes your sorrow goes up in smoke fear becomes survival your soul may starve
Eternal Transformations
who am I, really? the sum of what I've been through? waiting to emerge
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished about 5 hours ago in PoetsCelestial Court
solace; A new. Rhythm and rhyme, harmony. Incorruptible, celestial order. humanity separated, Immortal bliss. Better than sex.
Natasha CollazoPublished about 5 hours ago in PoetsEcdysis
shedding my skin changing my ways renewing my grin setting my pace * sloughing the layers encouraging growth silencing nay sayers
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished about 7 hours ago in PoetsTHE FABRIC OF FRIENDSHIP
THE FABRIC OF FRIENDSHIP In the tapestry of life, a thread so divine, Woven with care, in a friendship's design. A bond that blossoms, a flower so rare,
Damilola Phebe DomiPublished about 7 hours ago in Poets
"Canvas of Souls"
In the canvas of life, each soul holds a brush, Every human, an artist in the hush. With strokes unseen, and colors untold,
Mubashira KachhotPublished about 8 hours ago in Poets
"Sylvan Reverie"
In the woods where shadows dance, Beneath the canopy's gentle trance. I walk the path of dappled light, Nature's whispers, soft and bright.
Mubashira KachhotPublished about 8 hours ago in Poets
"Twilight Serenade"
In shadows deep, where moonlight weaves, A tale untold, of hearts that grieve. A human soul, in passion's trance, Entwined with a creature, a wampir's dance.
Mubashira KachhotPublished about 9 hours ago in PoetsA Numb Doll
Like a glistering mist, the shadow of his body faded away, The tears held in for so long found their freedom that day The salty water dripping from her eyes,
Umama ZahirPublished about 10 hours ago in PoetsThe Lone Star
In a world of chaos, a lone boy stands, A beacon of hope, in life's shifting sands. With eyes that sparkle, like stars in the night,
Ivan IslamPublished about 10 hours ago in PoetsA Mother's Solace
In a world of solitude, she stands alone, A beacon of strength, her spirit fully grown. A sophisticated woman, with grace and poise,
Ivan IslamPublished about 10 hours ago in Poets
