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.

Chasing my tail
Have you ever heard of the uroboros? A cold blooded tail of a snake that ate his What empty appetites drove such a beast To swallow itself in a pitiful feast?
By Phil Lovell5 years ago in Poets
The Shadows
The shadows you see. They come as they please. Locked inside the darkness. Your hands over your ears. You shut your eyes tight.
By Jasmine Harris5 years ago in Poets
Let Love, (Love) All.
There's so much, pain and suffering going on in the "World" right now, if we don't stick together, in order to win together, then we all fail so let's rise and not fall, let's open our hearts and let love, love all. Let's have a heart where "Hate" has no home, as we envision the "World" at peace, let there be no more hate and violence in the "Streets". I'ma speak the truth and I will not be silenced, I wish everyone was just as "Enlightened" full of "wisdom" full of "Kindness", but I guess the "World" would'nt be fairly balanced. Love, conquers hate so let's love a little more everyday, "Tomorrow" is never promised, so let's make the most of it," Be Kind", "Be Gentle", "Be Compasionate" "Be Brave" for" God"s sake, "Be Human"! "Let.. ( Love) All"...
By The Poetic Butterflyyye5 years ago in Poets
Headphones🎶
Bump the songs that thumps a beat In the vibes of the circle of life dancing with your feet Some times we get distracted for are place
By Blake Robert5 years ago in Poets
In The Dark
A fear of the dark, a fear of the night. A fear of the shadows that lurk down inside. That sinking gut feeling; the terror inside.
By Jasmine Harris5 years ago in Poets
Times Like This
Who do you talk to in times like this? When nothing feels good – not even a kiss? When sounds are annoying, when food tastes bland,
By Allyssa Izetta 5 years ago in Poets
Shower Thoughts
Maybe it's the water, maybe it's the heat or the metaphorical cleansing of the soul as our worries from the day wash down the drain
By Allyssa Izetta 5 years ago in Poets
The Selkie’s Mother’s Wrath
In Celtic and Norse mythology, selkies (also spelled silkies, sylkies, selchies) or selkie folk (Scots: selkie fowk) meaning 'seal folk'[a] are mythological beings capable of therianthropy, changing from seal to human form by shedding their skin. They are found in folktales and mythology originating from the Northern Isles of Scotland.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 5 years ago in Poets
Just 15
I gave up on the world and I'm just 15 They made me grow up and I'm just 15 They ridiculed me for being a child Now they reprimand me for living an adult life
By Eagles 5 years ago in Poets
Interstellar
Mediation to relation of things that come & go Like the windy rivers out in the meadow Threw fire and ash there's more then just a purpose
By Blake Robert5 years ago in Poets
Breakaway
Inside, there seems to be less and less than there was before Breaking apart until there’s nothing more Tiny pieces scattered across the floor
By Jjenni Dagnelli 5 years ago in Poets
Tranquility
Creative thinking gets you past the negative ways Pulls you closer to positive rays Where there's a beach you might not see the storms that transpired there
By Blake Robert5 years ago in Poets