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.

Hel's Siren
Singing in the darkness with the sirens, Killing her prey with song. She shatters their drums, And leaves them ringing. The iron blood coats their tongue,
By Gunnar Anderson4 years ago in Poets
EVERYONE STORY
I write what my eyes can't say My throat won't let me speak the words, My heart disguise the body you touch, It's the same body that fears that you won't ever feel me again,
By soul finder4 years ago in Poets
BEE CHUM
Five and four, how about some more? Petals blooming, not a leaf on the floor; colours so bright, not a bird in sight, on the feeding tree, not even a chirp or a bite. Three days left, they'll have to wait. Flowers need feeding, and clouds and rain become needing; after two there's a one, for what can one do alone, just hum? Wait and see, sit close to the feeding tree, for chirps are plenty when the birds come flying, and the flowers sit shying, whilst you sit humming, for what can one do except hum with a bee for a chum.
By James Green4 years ago in Poets
My Own Darkness
I open my eyes, but I can not see. It seems a darkness has surrounded me. Am I dead, am I sleeping, am I possibly blind? These questions begin to fill in my mind.
By L.A. Domenech 4 years ago in Poets
Break the Chains
What is this feeling? It feels right and I never want it to end. I can see the primordial light that is further and further from our grasp.
By Chadez M Chalfant4 years ago in Poets
Viva la Revolution (de’ Enfer)
Cast from the realm beyond Elysium Having succumbed to the power of Pride. Falling past Earth, Purgatory, the void, Ba’alath hides in Pandemonium.
By Sean Selleck4 years ago in Poets
Intoxicated
There's no one else who’d ever hear Those words you’d whispered in my ears That moment you held me in your arms I’d felt so light, swept by your charm
By Moi Li4 years ago in Poets
Battle of Demons
There are times when I feel like I'm not good enough Yeah, I may be like the moon when it goes through its phases The look on yawls faces says it all
By Candice Hasley4 years ago in Poets
Hamlet's Sin
Vengeance, a form of justification we created, Grabbed by us and molded into something pleasing to the eye, Because of the way we see it we think the harms are worth the reason.
By CotardDelusionz4 years ago in Poets
Who am I?
I sit here pondering about my life and who I am. I recall moments when I was full of joy and when I was full of sadness. Life can be so confusing at times. It’s as if one day I am on top of the clouds, and then the next, I am hitting the ground. I don’t know what I want in life. A relationship? The perfect job? Or the life of the person I’m dreaming of; I don’t know. It’s all so confusing, and my time here feels overwhelming. Life isn't without its decisions, people, love, hate, happiness, sadness, loss, memories, etc. How do you navigate life when you feel like you have no direction? I don’t know what my passion in life is; I don’t know if I am doing the things I do because I want to or if I want someone to be proud of me. Or is it so I can brag about achieving “major” things in life? What is it that I want out of life? I always say positive and motivational things because I know people may need them. But the truth is, I need it. I need it the most because sometimes I don’t know where I am going. I don’t know what I want. And I don’t know what to do anymore. I want to seize to exist, but in a way where I can live without making decisions. I want to be living my life with no expectations.
By Andre The First4 years ago in Poets
Death's Illusion
In a vast empty plain where the grass is green lives a beautiful sakura tree. Its lonely presence in the silent plains feels eerie to anyone who sees it in the far distance.
By CotardDelusionz4 years ago in Poets
Curves That Glow
It has been an obsession of mine since I first saw it Its essence is unlike anything wordly There's not an object, a place, or a person that can overpower its magic
By B4 years ago in Poets