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.

How to control a fear
Fear is a natural emotion that serves as a protective response to perceived threats or dangers. It's a basic survival mechanism that helps us avoid harm and prepare for danger.
By tharun4 years ago in Poets
Heartless Dream
As we were cuddling on white blankets Our souls fled to the wilderness Where we discovered an estranged heart Snoring like a sad rhythm
By Marie Cadette Pierre-Louis4 years ago in Poets
The fear that we can't escape
Lurks in the corners of our mind It whispers in our ears at night Leaves us feeling lost and blind Sometimes it's a fear of the dark
By Subash Chandran4 years ago in Poets
The Smile That Conceals Pain
The Smile That Conceals Pain A smile that hides behind a facade Of happiness and joy, but oh, so hard To keep up, to maintain its charade
By Subash Chandran4 years ago in Poets
The Confessions Of Dr Dream
This is for the Vocal Full Moon Challenge that you can read about below. The music I have chosen is "It Begins with a Blessing-Once I Awakened-But it Ends with a Curse" by Kevin Ayers from the album "The Confessions of Doctor Dream" which contains the line "Get Out Of My Dream" that inspired this after reading story "The Girl With The 3rd Eye" by my friend Cindy. The story link is at the end of this poem.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 4 years ago in Poets
Born to blame?
Bad deeds done on me Resulted in omitting many things Through my twisted and tangled brain coils Not used to listening only
By Sun Bee4 years ago in Poets
Only an Update
Seeing myself comprised of waffle pattern of circuit boards held in place by a tangle of dark coloured cords. Glowing in what must be the night, I must be dreaming or near death as I see this from above and to the right.
By MNC4 years ago in Poets
A Mind Full of moons
In a dream I woke up to find my house had grown tall and round It was so strange, I thought it must be a circus clown The walls were made of red velvet, the windows of gold glass
By Major Oni4 years ago in Poets
Dream Labyrinth
Sword in hand In an unfamiliar place A million blue-and-gold scarabs swarm And still I stay The princess will be mine— A restaurant
By Stephanie Hoogstad4 years ago in Poets
The lights
Bright lights in the sky Illuminates the night Where did they come from? * Is it an alien Or an Angel sent from God These lights entrance me
By Some Guy4 years ago in Poets
The Reverie
The full moon brought the reverie, The escape to mythical lands, Where she could travel land, sea and air, By unicorn, dragon and siren.
By Sid Aaron Hirji4 years ago in Poets
I Dream Of Achieving Success
The full moon watches me as I fall into a deep sleep, It bathes me in its soft, shimmering, silver light, Comforting me as I drift, slowly, slowly, into
By Carol Ann Townend4 years ago in Poets