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.

Light
The google definition of light follows: "the natural agent that stimulates sight and makes things visible." . The reality
By Poetry Landscapes5 years ago in Poets
Autumn winds and cloudless skies
Midday in the middle of October, There’s no traffic down the street, and everyone is busy. Looking up, you’ll find a cloudless sky after so many days, wondering if the sun will grace us. The sun will warm your skin but ever so slightly always be out of range.
By Rambler's Society5 years ago in Poets
Owly is someone.
a flurry of finger pats sniffing soft swollen insides dwelling ss. / squishy and sweet in strawberry milk pink green and blue
By SB. 5 years ago in Poets
When you get the wrong kind of grilled cheese, go to the land of trees!
Saw three trees today. Or was it four? My stomach, my core wasn’t I had to blow my nose Two to three times I think I had a nap before that
By SB. 5 years ago in Poets
Love is free
Drowning in an ocean of fears that quietly whisper they love me any moment I try and get away October is domestic violence awareness month; abuse is abuse. It can come in many forms: verbal, mental, physical, sexual, even spiritual abuse. This poem was written to remind us that "I love you" doesn't truly mean they love us. Sometimes, people love to control us..they call it love. Love does not feel controlling. Love genuine love, I am learning, is safe..and it feels freeing. Free enough to fall in love with all of yourself. Free enough to fall in love with the parts your past lovers told you was too much. You are valuable, you are lovable, you matter and you are not too much to love until the last moment. Truly, I promise. Nothing else matters my sweet babies, nothing but you! So find that inner love for yourself and run, even if they tell you "I love you". They would have shown you that or at least worked to show you when they had the opportunity. People who know they are the problem change so they are no long the problem. We all need to recognize this. I know I have been the problem, I have also been hurt. Lets heal, so we no longer hurt each other.
By AbbieDrew5 years ago in Poets
FAITH
Having faith on the ones you trust In the end your heart will see Love comes back now that’s a must Note It down cos that’s the key
By Haychie_Artist5 years ago in Poets
L I V E in reverse
The more you think of it The more it loses its appeal Grey is taking over, strength ticks away Life seems faster but you’re getting slower.
By Giovanni Profeta5 years ago in Poets
It's over
Just say it's over Just admit it You don't want to stay committed The table has already turned over You made the decision that this is over
By Gladys W. Muturi5 years ago in Poets
A picnic for one, please.
I've made this decision to take myself out on a date, a picnic in fact. A picnic for one. I'll pack my favorite lunch and a bottle of wine. A good book in the midmorning sun, or maybe an evening sunset. Whatever I choose to do or when I go, it'll be bliss.
By Rambler's Society5 years ago in Poets
How does it feel to be old?
My body is weak, I'm feeling empty and bleak, My bones can't hold, I can't live long, oh lord! I can barely hear, My eyesight unclear,
By Samiha5 years ago in Poets
My Best Life Is Just Waiting For Me
There’s so much I want to do in my life And I am well aware it’s totally up to me, If I could make certain changes to my days
By Colleen Millsteed 5 years ago in Poets
Curse
Curse This is my curse: To love one so thoroughly That I can see no one else And what was my crime? Just to love, whole body and mind
By A poem to you5 years ago in Poets