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.
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I don't need
I do not need their judgmental stares, Their disapproving glances and cold airs. For I am my own person, strong and true,
π½ππππ πΏππππPublished 12 months ago in PoetsD is for Fuck
D aunting demonic disney display I gnorant impotence internally inplay S oliloquy solution sanctimoniously sluiced T ender timed tinder-thrust truths
Eternal Embrace: A Poetic Ode to Endless Romance
In the realm of hearts entwined, A tapestry of love defined, Where emotions dance and intertwine, Romance, a flame that forever shines.
Nabeel KaziPublished 12 months ago in PoetsIsrael - The Heart of the World
upside down candles drip wax from the ceiling old men make promises, as theyβre kneeling feathers tickle mountain tops bouncy balls turn into gum drops
Rowan FinleyPublished 12 months ago in PoetsWho burns for perfection?
Who burns for the perfection of paper? With a passion that cannot be tamed, Their love for the written word is greater Than any industry or fame.
π½ππππ πΏππππPublished 12 months ago in PoetsWhen There's an Astley, There's a Way
Do you hear the people sing? "I hope you're not trying to earworm me" Singing the song of angry men "Trust me, I can fight it off..."
Paul StewartPublished 12 months ago in PoetsWhat? Precise
To make our dreams and goals more precise Is to focus and aim for the prize It's like a bird that knows its nest And flies straight there, from east to west
π½ππππ πΏππππPublished 12 months ago in PoetsLet's See Now
i had an idea and i forgot it and then...i became distracted my lines of light refracted the thought that i forgot was mentally redacted
Why does nobody want to juggle?
Doing without can be a struggle, A feeling that nobody wants to juggle. But sometimes we need to sacrifice, To make our dreams and goals more precise.
π½ππππ πΏππππPublished 12 months ago in PoetsDumbo
In the deep blue sea they glide, The Dumbo octopus by our side. With fins like ears upon their head, They gracefully move and spread.
π½ππππ πΏππππPublished 12 months ago in PoetsLife
In the vast tapestry of existence, Where hopes and dreams in shadows dance, I pen a verse, a song of life's grace, A tale to embrace, an award to chase.