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.

We Will Call Her Midnight
In a land of skyscrapers and violence, a young girl had a ten minute phone call with a strange man she didn’t know, who prescribed her pills for a sickness he couldn’t even be sure she had.
By Jamie Ramsay3 years ago in Poets
You Be Unique
Do not mold yourself to fit another's form, keep your edges rough, do not smooth away your scars. The lines on your hands tell a story all their own,
By Shimnom3 years ago in Poets
Silly Beasts
The twitch in my eye Is just a little ol’ reminder Of what men put me through The scars on my knees Are God’s lipstick stains
By KiKi Walter3 years ago in Poets
Black Calamity
Dark suns burn black with tiredness, and I reach out to her cold night for an icy embrace... I float in shadows as deep as the Mediterranean sea, and swallow her mass like a hungry child gasping for breath...
By Patrick Santiago3 years ago in Poets
Apologies to My Inner Child
Dear Little One, I hope this letter finds you well And that it brings some peace to dwell Within the depths of your heart and soul
By Vnessa Hdz3 years ago in Poets
What The Fuck Was That
I wonder what the horse was thinking when she bucked and bellowed and clanged, her hind legs statuesque rooted like Kingcup cactus in the gravel-riddled Nevada desert,
By 𝚔𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚕 3 years ago in Poets
Proposals
Iremide, this is not a poem or a love letter. I've watched you tear boys apart into shreds of paper in your hands. I've seen your perfect
By Shimnom3 years ago in Poets
The Unseen Connection
Dear Imaginary Friend, In the still of the night, when the stars twinkle bright, I think of you, my dear, and it feels so right.
By Nikki3 years ago in Poets
How It Feels
The best way I could explain how I felt with him was to compare it to waking up after a full night’s sleep. Falling in love with him was like waking up on an autumn day. With the sun shining and the birds chirping. The breeze lightly caressing my skin. And at night, the moon shined bright.
By Gianna Neufeld3 years ago in Poets
Dear Love,
Dear Love, When you sent that message and mentioned all those expectations Never would I ever ask for things you didn’t reference
By I Am Sav Renee3 years ago in Poets
Love's Endless Symphony
Dear Cynthia, I hope this letter finds you well As I attempt to put in words a tale to tell Of a feeling that can light up a life
By Mike's Diary3 years ago in Poets
Stormy Night
In the midst of a stormy night, When the wind howls with all its might, I find a peace within my heart, A place where all my fears depart.
By Overnight night3 years ago in Poets