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 day mother nature was made
My destiny is was written in the stars. The wind blowing thru my hair as fire raises. Surrounded by burning trees, ashes fall from like snow. Screaming only made it worse, as smoke filled the sky above me. A prison of fire swallowing me, as the earth burns. Washing away everything I'd held close to. Having only the muffled cries of death to soothe me as I drifted away.
By Sky McGinley6 years ago in Poets
Into the unknown~
planning, pleasing, haven't released yetsick of my thinking, i'm overreactingit's like i am trapped ina fictional dream...a manifestation i used to believebut now i am seeing this ain't what i wantyes i am so good at it but i am in need of self-expression & sharing openlybut i got obsessed with staying lowkeyi can't help but stress cause i feel like i'm crazymy mind saying 'wait' but my heart is so readyoh damn i am failin but in a good wayi know there's a purpose, i know i won't staybut the storm getting wilder, my soul screams louder...or is it my fear getting bigger?i miss it for real, the simple pictureit's gotten so weird, over & overi'm getting drawn into something unfamiliar...out of comfort, my own selfout of everything i ever feltif there is help, i hope it's comingcause i, myself am tired of running...like a hamster in that tiny wheelmy values changed...so did my goal~
By Karoline Te6 years ago in Poets
