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 impure angel
the angel with impure desires unblemished ivory skin covered in dark ink a delicate voice spitting harsh truths and soft hair framing inquisitive emerald eyes
By Insa5 years ago in Poets
The Hues of Night
The Hues of Night by Ruvini De Alwis If I was not blue I would never have known, night could be pierced with so many lights,
By Ruvini De Alwis5 years ago in Poets
Raven’s Ghost
Former passenger of a magnificent means of travel I am forgotten like a daydream when jostled back to the here and now My pilot long gone on to new horizons
By STACEY PATTERSON5 years ago in Poets
Rainbow Birds
In the search of a Rainbow body, I traveled all shades of Grey. my raging rivers of passion, my fabric that refused to fray.
By Rashminder Hargis5 years ago in Poets
vision
The sky is blue and the grass is green. But what on earth does that truly mean? If my vision’s hazy and yours is 20/20, Then my world’s rather blurry and yours is plenty.
By LJ5 years ago in Poets
The mystery inside the ocean ❤️
The mystery inside the ocean. The ocean breeze tho my feet. I walk tho the hot beach with no sandals on a steaming summer day feeling the heat beneath my feet. I put my feet in the ocean and it was so blue n cold.Just glad I’m not as cold like killers whales in the deep blue ocean. Also like a bunch of sting rays. Once I felt the current and waves under my feet, I feel the rush of water like a rush of Dominic force I suddenly felt like someone was killing me a shark a sea monster I felt terrified. All to find out it was all in my feet ,in my head, mind cause I woke up only to find I was dreaming with my feet in the ocean. There goes to show you maybe the ocean isn’t as the dreamed seemed!!! 🌊
By Bianca M Rosario5 years ago in Poets
And red will flow
Her face will be horror when she opens her eyes on wet sheets, tinted nightdress, and a sharp stomach ache. In the dark a thin shadow
By Irene Escobar5 years ago in Poets
Colored. Winner of True Colors Challenge.
Your heels will crush the verdant coastal grass, grown tall in the mid-summer Florida heat the blades will cut green your soles
By Tavi Cabrera5 years ago in Poets
Loved And Lost
A heart beat is all that separates us from death. Life in the blood. The dance that is cells through veins Sometimes you don’t feel sparks
By Audrey Larkin5 years ago in Poets
Land to Water
The days are the same I still have my name. Yet I am changed, Everything around me has been rearranged. The air around me is colder
By Mashreka Mahmood5 years ago in Poets
Canvas of Colour
CANVAS OF COLOUR Green, golds, purples, pink into the fading light A kaleidoscope of colour that bursts into night. The diverse rainbow quiets my mind
By Tracey McBride5 years ago in Poets
re·frac·tion
Red as my lipstick on the days I wear it as armour, Both shielding myself and making myself visible. I am at the front of the vanguard,
By Katey Flechl5 years ago in Poets