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.
Eternal trivial warfare
Both hearts clash as they are fighting the same war as the minds of the masters of the puppets. The hearts are servants to the mind in the puppets. Neither sense wants to give up because of the stubbornness of the mind. Giving up wasn’t in the war plan, and both egos took over the battle. With both hearts synchronized, the hearts wept for each other; as the hearts cried out for one another, the minds are so loud in the war the hearts can’t hear each other. One puppet gives into the mind and allows the control out of fear turning the heart cold and ignoring the other heart's cries as it wept and wept but still no change. While grieving, the puppet still fights and endures the pain of fighting off the mind's influence. The heart was feeling itself surrendering to the mind and the perception of the “war” that was happening. The puppets feel as though now they must fight for both hearts simply because the heart that gave into the control due to fear and its puppets physically exhaustion from mental wear down of feeling hope lost and not having the strength to fight for love and happiness—instead of allowing the mind to fight endless trivial enmity, while hope is still fighting even when the heart is cold and unable to hear.
By Bashyra Holland4 years ago in Poets
PAINTED IMAGE...
Who is the beauty of the painted image that haunts the stillness of the winters glass... She knows not the noble lineage that courses though her royal veins. Blessed with beauty and a tender heart; She wields the power of magic within her words, as she carries the mark of the serpent's eggs within her left hand.
By Christine St.Croix4 years ago in Poets
Where
Empty cities fulfilling destiny Walk my heart astray Love you I may Alone downtown screaming echoes I will not stay The one the light Gone forgotten memory's Too the graves I couldant save Blood and soul I did fold No main to hear No fear Tommorow death comes here Ferry my tortured soul To my kind Where I will find Nature and new life All I've given Never painfully enough Moonlight violens angels singing Drum beats so welcomeing She holds my hand Your fight is over Come to me And be at peace My love My one Calling all angels Unto earth thy battle ground Come as you are To serine bathing fire To fall into the moon Through the aether To be reborn See the planet Through the eye of dim light Angelic elements White light sings To free fall To awaken To hail the rain In crimson light To find To know Thy special purpose With special consciousness To love the unloved To breath life into death Feel the unconditional spirit The silent love The silent singing The silent drums This dimension has Unto the alter Awake before you stand Hold your ring It calls you again To smile To dance Echo your hands As he will hold it As she will hold the other Welcome to the art of life The rave of dreams.... Always
By Anthonie ~~~4 years ago in Poets
Hello Again lol
Into the emotive Thus creation powered by souls with energy To be seen with continuous progress Hello to the loved and the same in one and always I see the aether in all that is?¿? What is you and how do you do? What is a tree that has become water that has become the world Into the storm I follow the ones that are strong Who and where are you ? What is the feeling of being so human To be called into line to salute or to ignore What is ignorance What are words with no soul? Am I alone in the soul ¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿ Journey in the Midst of Summer Hello oh Hello Where does the time go? I see white trees as I always have In brilliant blue and red now with only Blue Can you see you as a tree as water As a deer in the Meadow wondering who you are ? Maybe not for if you were a dear in the Meadow u would be so content Of trees and galaxies and cities in the dunes in my synapses in my heart For Nero Pathways exist in the heart And the Mind As well To be Of Love and Creation is the two As one Oh so imperfect cosmos is who you are and I am and all that is with me And water and trees and leaves that FLOW 🎶 ✨ Flowing in unison with water and air Can u see Can u see the leaves flow in unisons in time and space in fields of turquoise water and grass and worlds of iridescent skies and Deers in meadows as one and two and 7 and 9 and flow with Chiron as to be so loved so loved so loved Walk with tears and hearts all as one As to cri cri cri in unison with all hearts Like an ocean u can feel and be and see at the same time To be the ocean of hearts And trees To see the shades of suns that shine in the Ski ski ski in space and time To let gravity carry u around one galaxy to another in speeds that are fast and fun and curious Chiron lololol Like shining and jumping up and down from one side of the world to another Echo Lima November Foxtrot Cadence with love Inside the drop of 5hr bass that glow in glow sticks that are trees and cities inside my heart that say hello hello ?¿??¿ To the storm of the shine beyond space and white light That glow with u n me and all there is just soul??? I am talking to me I am talking to my soul For whom and which and whoever reads this I mean me lololol you and me as I am me but you are you | you see ? Everything us already upside down That it's up Along side that are whole world Hello to whoever reads this I love music Do u?
By Anthonie ~~~4 years ago in Poets
