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.
The Cold
The wind blows soft whispers, in my ear. I hear the melody of the cold dawn approaching so close I shiver inwardly I take your soul in my hand and grasp it tightly
savanna raePublished 7 years ago in PoetsI Am Loose, Spinning
First there was Excalibur He remains firm Immovable by just a man like myself. But I wait for the day his hero comes - I know there is more for him and more for me.
Above & Beyond
Above & Beyond, I look to the skies I look to the tides that roll inside of the waters And see that it paints a picture A vivid portrait of the beauty that
savage writerPublished 7 years ago in PoetsHold Your Breath
Thrown in without a vest, life truly is the ultimate test, they tell you you'll succeed, just do your best, you can be anything you wanna be, truth is improvisation is key, for the survival of you and me, like an endless game of chess, but you were taught checkers just like the rest, unprepared we feel depressed, lost in our programed emptiness, bishop to e3? You mean I jumped your piece so king me? Go to college and get a degree, then what? I don't know, but I thought education was key? It is, but only to a certain degree, just follow the wave to its crest, don't sink, and hold your breath.
Christian WhitfieldPublished 7 years ago in PoetsWho Am I?
Who am I I am lost, envious, destructive And above all I'm the cloud of smoke traveling above the Bull-Shark if you know understand.
LolcrarznessPublished 7 years ago in PoetsStarLight
While the illumination of science seemed to cast a dark shadow on ignorance~ I found that the mysterious mysticism, velvet void of the occult remained as the only curiosity in the sky*My mind whittled down to a fine point by all the riddles of the shaman~ Some days felt as an entire year while others would pass in an instant*Time became a matter of emotional perception^I found perseverance a valuable vice~''Be careful..'' the elders would say, ''As you traverse the thin ice of life'' I busied myself with distractions unending~ Searching for fulfillment in another- my heart & mind never truly satisfied*It was then I turned to the waves and indeed found light*Laughing at my own reflection in an endless sea, My truth had to come in doses~ Otherwise I would not have believed...
Nathaniel PorterPublished 7 years ago in PoetsThe Man in the Wall
The man in the wall I don't like what he says at all He says if I even make a phone call It will be an absolute brawl I’m so scared I can hear him eating in the wall
Charlie JonesPublished 7 years ago in PoetsDusk and Destiny
Slowly Dusk creeps over the horizon Determined to once again slip his cold arms around me. He shrouds my daylight dreams With hazy tears of midnight
Jade MorrisPublished 7 years ago in PoetsCarve
Carve into me delicately, Dragging danger across my skin; The frosty, cold blade leaves an icy, red trail Freezing my nerves in place.
Jessica SnowPublished 7 years ago in PoetsHe Needs Me
She says #HeNeedsMe, because you need her to nurture the love you may have missed or the measure of success you plan to obtain, or even the family that you plan to gain,
Diamond Dreams MovementPublished 7 years ago in PoetsShe Needs Me
#SheNeedsMe, consistently trying to define whether I soulfully complete the emotions that are inside, so used to lies & hearing claims of being trophies from either side, confused of which way to ride
Diamond Dreams MovementPublished 7 years ago in PoetsStray Walkers
Cycle of life brings some hard choices Sometimes more easily silent than telling others Mistakes are a part of being human
E. NATASHAPublished 7 years ago in Poets