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.

Boisterous Silence
The man had always walked a solitary path, a solitary wolf roaming the wilderness. The road he walked was rugged and treacherous, a mountain trail fraught with dangers at every turn. Often stumbling, falling to his knees, only to rise up again and keep moving forward. The weight of his struggles was like a boulder on his back, but he carried it with a fierce determination, like a titan holding the world on his shoulders. Yet, amidst the darkness and solitude, solace in the night sky, like a sea of stars beckoning him to gaze upon their beauty. With each passing night, he learned to trust in himself, like a compass that always pointed him in the right direction. And so, he journeyed on, a lone traveler on a path all his own, his spirit strong and unyielding.
By Taylor4 years ago in Poets
Spirits Sync Sharing Space Time 🕒
🏹Challenge • Time Capsule Haiku Time, speaking in tongues Universe holds everything Our minds... Memories...
By Alquimista4 years ago in Poets
where did the time go?
where did the time go? initial shock of the clocks filled with doubt and joy
By zoe frenchman4 years ago in Poets
A beautiful date with Snow
For me, the north is welcome Or, what about the first snow Just as soon as I got home And the snow meet all over the world
By Alex Chen4 years ago in Poets
Help me see
If you can see me I need to be free hippie I love the sixties
By Alex H Mittelman 4 years ago in Poets
A Ripple in Time
The clock ticks away Passing moments turn to dust Time flows endlessly
By Stella Divine4 years ago in Poets
Enshrined Memories
A glimpse of the past, the memory of a moment, forever enshrined.
By Rodney Connor4 years ago in Poets
Echoes of Remembrance
Memories reborn, brought back to life through these words, the past made present.
By Rodney Connor4 years ago in Poets
De javu
We breathe in the now But it feels like yesterday And now the future
By Katrina Kendall4 years ago in Poets
Secrets of the Moon (A Poem)
Every night I look up at the moon. I know I can keep the secrets of the moon. Because I used to dream of me and you... Lost memories of the past live in the light of the moon. As the stars dance in the skies of magic. So many secrets said and poems written under the light of moon. That shines like a giant candle.. in the sky of my dreams.
By The Sinister Pen4 years ago in Poets
To: The place I've never been
I remember your auburn hair I caught a glimpse of the setting heavens Interlocked within your weaves translucent, In my mind forever etched is the sleepy sun's scent
By Joshua Karle Lepon4 years ago in Poets
Growing my braids (haiku)
Echoes from Blue Sky Ripples through sandglass hour hands We are important
By Charlie Sourire4 years ago in Poets