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.

Eyes Closed, Elsewhere Found
The fan turns the light moves and I close my eyes to leave the room behind In that silence I find a home far from here— mountains rivers a sky that feels just right
By ER2 years ago in Poets
Actual tears
Assumed falseness is something to be aware of. If the act of pain is unworthy of acceptance, why are we? Something triggers me as my tupperware snaps together.
By Ruby Red2 years ago in Poets
Trapped
Surrounded, strapped, so closely supervised. Executive functions taking charge of much greater things beyond earthly matters.
By Sun Bee2 years ago in Poets
Musical Power
All alone in a room full of strangers Aliases dressed up in Colored balloons Barking warnings of impending danger Masquerades run by paraded buffoons
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Personal Point of View
Anything can happen in the lion’s den, when the tormentor is big, then we feel smaller. All brawn, no brains. Physical world wears us down.
By Sun Bee2 years ago in Poets
One Day, I Left Myself Behind. AI-Generated.
I woke up and found myself missing. My soul had packed its bags in the night, Leaving only a hollow echo, A whisper where a storm used to be.
By Ahmet Kıvanç Demirkıran2 years ago in Poets
The Jury Is In
When content becomes malignant And the footing has been lost Fingerprints are mostly water Water corrodes and metals rust
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Ditching the Sepia Tones
Waking up in foreign lands, sands of crime sifting downstream, into my teeming, swimming mind. Sepia color serpentined, swerved and swirled,
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Poets
Heart
I hold you in my heart I have from the start And forever there you’ll remain To my dying day Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Whispers of the unsaid
1. Lost in Myself Feet move, heart stands still, searching for a place to rest, but I stay nowhere. 2. A War Unseen Smiles hide broken dreams,
By PSYGENIUS2 years ago in Poets
The Explanation
Skeletons are best left buried Closets were made for something more Past and present should not marry Keep the peace tucked in the drawer
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Unicorn Strings
We’re creatures laced with contradiction Living life of masked illusion Reality entwined with fiction Clarity amongst confusion
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets