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.
My Toxic Relationship Didn’t End in Heartbreak — It Ended in Healing
When people talk about toxic relationships, they often focus on the pain. The screaming. The manipulation. The silence that says more than words. What they rarely talk about is what comes next — the strange, beautiful, messy process of healing.
By Echoes of Lifeabout a year ago in Poets
Stars Don’t Shine in the City Anymore
I used to count stars like secrets, Spilled across the sky by a universe too full to hold them. I used to lie on the rooftop of my grandfather’s house, The night air pressing gently on my skin— Cool, quiet, kind. Back then, The sky felt endless. And I still believed That wishing on stars meant something. But now— The city buzzes louder than my thoughts. Light pours from windows And flickers from phone screens While the sky above me Remains empty. No stars. Just smog and satellites, Fake moons and forgotten dreams. I stand on concrete Where grass used to grow, And whisper to a sky That doesn’t answer anymore. I don’t make wishes now— I scroll. I tap. I watch strangers dance In tiny boxes Hoping to feel Something. I miss the silence That used to speak louder than words. I miss the way darkness Could still hold light. I miss the stars— And the child I was When I believed They were only mine. Because stars don’t shine In the city anymore. And sometimes, I wonder if I still do.
By Shoaib Afridiabout a year ago in Poets
