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 Living House
My house is more than bricks and stone, More than walls and doors alone, It's a living, breathing entity, That welcomes all who come to see.
By Matheesha Fernando4 years ago in Poets
Strawberry Strobe Lights
Lost in the ecstasy of this escape The base beating to the sound of what I forgot was my heart. Telling me that I’m alive
By Valentine Vampire4 years ago in Poets
The Love Days
The love days of my life, Are the ones I hold most dear, Filled with sweet moments, That I will always keep near. The days we spent together,
By Shaheer Khan4 years ago in Poets
Poems on love and sex.
Love and sex, intertwined and entwined, Two forces of nature, impossible to unwind. One brings connection, the other brings pleasure,
By Sujan Paudel4 years ago in Poets
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By Niranjana. V4 years ago in Poets
Mysteries of SEO: An Ode to the Art of Optimization
SEO, the web's great mystery A mystical art, shrouded in history A quest for the top of the search result A challenge to be overcome, a difficult tumult
By Vikas Mishra4 years ago in Poets
You've created a safe haven
Upon this orb of emerald transcendence, Where zephyrs of silk do caress with devotion The flowing tresses of elm and oak in a lover's dance,
By Shimnom4 years ago in Poets
"Tech's Dark Reality: The Cost of Our Progress"
Technology, a wonder of our age, With power to connect and engage. But with it comes a darkened hue, Of waste and misuse, oh so true.
By INKEDTALES4 years ago in Poets
Captivated by Love
In your eyes, I see the stars above, A thousand suns shining with love. In your voice, I hear the sweetest song, A melody that carries me along.
By Ghulam Mustafa4 years ago in Poets
"The Final Hours:
A room filled with chaos my own chaos. Here I sit in a chair waiting for my final hours ,and the pain is not receding I scream, I scream but no one seems to hear because it's inside me and it's killing me it's slowly killing me .someone come and break these chains.
By The page turner 4 years ago in Poets
Echoes of soul
I fall asleep slowly and slowly my eyes as they shut the tears as they fell the screams that I hear the tears are real in dream I see , I see a man glare but so exquisite that I ask myself is he real? the man comes near and says repent my dear.
By The page turner 4 years ago in Poets
I Am as He is
He said, "you're too small." Maybe I'm just enmeshed in it all. Maybe he didn't see... I've got a mammoth hidden behind my Saturnine frame—
By Kaia Rae4 years ago in Poets