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.

Frequency Angel
Finding light within Illuminated shadows Potentiality Breathing inside out Colors of the rainbow Body Electric Red- Color of Birth
By Anita Dillon 5 years ago in Poets
Blank
about a color. That makes me unique. How about the color only my eyes can see Bright and dull. Uplifting and haunting. It draws blank but creates a masterpiece full of curiosity
By Deja Vaten5 years ago in Poets
Lofted
Length contraction said Hendrik Lorentz His dream tamed the distance, reduced its persistent resistance to directional. In observational database, conjecture of
By Paul Beckett5 years ago in Poets
Blue
Blue is the Color of my soul Calm and relaxing and So bold. Blue is the color of Happiness to me and Blue makes me feel so free . Blue is The Smell of the sky in the morning It’s vibrant and never dry. Blue can be Outgoing and fun or Want to tan out in the sun . Blue is The glee of the World we all see Blue is the color of me Blue is A primary color and Blue is a Feeling we all feel There are many blues Like Teal and turquoise All have Vivacious souls Blue can be old but this is my story unfolded Blue is the color of me
By Tyger Thee icon5 years ago in Poets
Lucy-elastic
Twisted up, clustered rut. Ankle bater. Limb Limbering ballroom exasperation Calf half broken, wound round too tightly Snapped on a swing landing, too sharply
By Paul Beckett5 years ago in Poets
my name
once a month through all bidding skies my name echoes with shine as a bow-shaped eye an aide-memoire pinned above a thought not held
By Apollo Derülo5 years ago in Poets
Punchlines
There were times I messed up Times I was silent When I should have said something like That’s not OK To laugh along at jokes
By Soumik Datta5 years ago in Poets
The colour blue.
Blue as blue are my eyes. They’re the colour of the blue as blue oceans that are on the planet earth. Blue as pure blue without any other colour coming into it.
By John Burt5 years ago in Poets
Keep them shut
Have you seen identities shift Like a magician's hand in play . The clown like smile frozen still like it was never to
By Hira K.5 years ago in Poets
Colors
I feel as if we disregard the similarities between colors and emotions. The way our anger takes us into a pile of red flaming fire, while grinning ear to ear takes us into a state of yellow light beaming from the sun.
By Angelina Raimondi5 years ago in Poets
Colors of a Starchild
Multifaceted crystalline starshards hang from silken threads from my arms that are long like swan necks Light bounces off the corners of my mouth
By Jasmine Stratton5 years ago in Poets
7th Body Achieved
Allow me to present to you, 7 chakras Along with my journey, on how I unlocked them Aligning with my Avatar The path from 3 to 7 is ironically far
By Enomis Tehuti5 years ago in Poets