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.
Harmony of Verses
In the realm where words unfold, I'll weave a tale untold, With ink and rhythm, my pen shall dance, A symphony of verses, a poetic trance.
Una SavagePublished 11 months ago in PoetsNext Time Your Heart Breaks
"The best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain." βHenry Wadsworth Longfellow Next time your heart breaks, scream.
Rebekah CrawleyPublished 11 months ago in PoetsMe, Myself And I
Down the hall, out of the corner a voice calls out, and bids me, come slowly I walk, a low, faint murmur - I know not where the voice comes from
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 11 months ago in PoetsPrevailing Announcementβ
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HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)Published 11 months ago in PoetsThe Shakespearean Plagiarist
The Prompt Write an acrostic using the word distraction. Read all about it here This is an attempt to fuse the Vocal Acrostic Challenge with the titles of the Acts in the Plays of William Shakespeare.
Mike Singleton - MikeydredPublished 11 months ago in PoetsToxic Relations
Toxic situationship Got into a dependency cycle Kept me from working So you can use me and abuse me Should had been stopped living for you
Emily BinkleyPublished 11 months ago in PoetsA Tapestry of Rarity
In the depths of the universe, a tale unfolds, Of something rare, a story yet untold. A cosmic dance of celestial grace,
Lawrence Mireku AduPublished 11 months ago in PoetsThe Blue Rose
There is a legend of a blue rose That blooms in a hidden garden Where no one ever goes It is said to be the most beautiful flower
Lawrence Mireku AduPublished 11 months ago in PoetsAn Ode To Clock
O clock, timekeeper of our days With steady tick-tock, you never sway Your hands move on with constant grace Guiding us through life's endless race
π½ππππ πΏππππPublished 11 months ago in PoetsThe Girl of Nothing
She is reached in sleep by turning rooms Falling nightstands and glowing mushrooms. Lamps flicker and pillows strangle The arms she is in entangle
Laura LannPublished 11 months ago in PoetsA Smile
A smile is a curve that brightens the day, It can chase all of our worries away. From a simple grin to a toothy beam, A smile is a gift, or so it seems.
π½ππππ πΏππππPublished 11 months ago in PoetsNeck nuisance
Debilitating neck pain Inside my nerves, every time I Sit at the desk; a mouse luring me, lurking for me βThis is not your concern; the work will get done anywayβ
Mescaline BrissetPublished 11 months ago in Poets