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.

Everyday Cant Be The Same
Sigh! Exhausted make an appointment I need a doctor. In this case I need a drink call me a bartender. for each day when looking up I ponder,
By Sean Noble6 years ago in Poets
An Evening in solitude
What rest? My pain is alleviated as I sit and watch the crescent of the moon glide across the evening sky. I wish the moment would never die, I wish it would stay, sit with me, a calm breeze, a gentle kiss, the air flows smoothly across the breadth of my face caressing me in this solitude
By D'Andrea Writes6 years ago in Poets
The Broken Dream Angel
I am like a glass angel So beautiful and yet so fragile You must hold me so gently or I shall break If you ever let me go I shall shatter
By Autumn Larson6 years ago in Poets
(De)realization
Catch myself staring but it’s never at you. My body rests here while my mind traverses. Planted feet on the ground, hoping for a breakthrough.
By Remi Akers6 years ago in Poets
Bees
The bees, they’re dying out I think I haven’t researched it But a pretty girl with a clipboard and A septum piercing that danced diamonds in the daylight
By gage ward6 years ago in Poets
Heavenly Love:
I dreamt a dream of a beautiful scene. I was sat in a heavenly garden surrounded by blooming roses, Engrossed deeply in a classic romantic novel which was resting peacefully in my palms.
By WritingOfTheHeart™️6 years ago in Poets
Unfinished page
ORIGIN : UN-KNOWN Recovery : 3/16/2021 / Unfinished pages (of past transgressions) / To the worm, earth is miss leading
By Marcus Romano6 years ago in Poets
Half and Half
Too easy Begins with a hesitant gesture Foolish enough to stand unnoticed As confidence grow, so is the built up Of half formed words
By Sandra’s corner6 years ago in Poets
paper planes
lace my hair through the plastic holes in your sneakers let me be the one who persuades you to keep them I just never knew how hard I had to push before you'd break
By maisie mae6 years ago in Poets
From the Depths of My Dreams
falling motionless beneath the surface the waters of my dreams :-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-: a breathing still life eyes blinking
By Kennedy Farr6 years ago in Poets
His Child
A force to be reckoned, thee crown that I step in, the love that I’m giving, the one that he’s chosen. Fierce, Loving,
By I Am Sav Renee6 years ago in Poets
Blood Will Have Blood
‘Tis said By my dearest partner of greatness, I shalt be what is promised to me Yet I am afraid to think what I have done
By Jane H6 years ago in Poets