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.

Versatile
Versatile Do you know what it’s like - to live an impossible life To have everything turn into nothing right before your eyes
By Jjenni Dagnelli 5 years ago in Poets
Eclipse
Eclipse I am perception gone unperceived I am knowledge not yet known I am the light that shines above the sea I am the darkness that comes when the light has gone
By Jjenni Dagnelli 5 years ago in Poets
Cognitive
Cognitive Climbing with both hands tied behind my back, The wall scratches against my soul. Abrasive surfaces ready to attack,
By Jjenni Dagnelli 5 years ago in Poets
Tunnel Vision
tunnel vision I heard an echo an echo in my mind my mind was going numb going numb inside my almost empty soul I could see a raindrop fall from the sky
By Jjenni Dagnelli 5 years ago in Poets
A Calling
A wild fanatic, impaled on his own cross looking for answers, looking for meaning, Chasing the beacon— —it’s beaming calling
By Lucifer Josts5 years ago in Poets
I’m Standing in the Window
I’m standing in the window Here in the darkness of the dawn the twilight is whispering a tainted song It crawled across my shoulders and settled into my skin
By Jjenni Dagnelli 5 years ago in Poets
Atonement in the Dark
I am just a wretched sinner in need of your salvation. Anoint my forehead with your kiss and stare into my eyes. Exorcise these beautiful, lusty demons that torment my haunted mind.
By Fudsique Gilmore5 years ago in Poets
Pickled Parked Prayers
When the land gets too crowded Too loud, leaving me dumbfounded Don’t come looking Forget I exist • Leave me ten minutes of any day (please)
By Oneg In The Arctic5 years ago in Poets
Dazzling Disaster
A thunderous roar of a heartbeat breeds such a stir within; increasingly turbulent temperaments rendering me helpless, left only to waiver in the wind.
By Darienne Williams5 years ago in Poets
𝕚 𝕒𝕞, 𝕚 𝕔𝕒𝕟.... Top Story - January 2022.
i am. i can. ableist myth. ableist mantra. i got this. i don't need you. or them. or us. or anybody and their bids. __
By L Akinyi5 years ago in Poets
He never existed...
Nothing at all... He just left and never came back. As if I meant nothing. He looked at me with eyes full of undecipherable emotion. I thought I saw loneliness and loss. I thought I saw the deepest of regrets. I thought I saw more, but I didn't know what to make of it.
By Justine Vroom5 years ago in Poets
The Fool
The Fool The Fool is the start of a new journey Mind empty simply going to go The Fool doesn't know his path All they know is they must go
By Josephine Mason5 years ago in Poets