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 Vastness Of Secrecy
She held onto her breath as he entered the room Ill-fated lovers left to silently swoon Love and its aftermath came crumbling too soon
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
The Silence Of Sorrow
Solemn is the stone that bears your name, marking your final resting place I quietly wait, listening for your voice in fractured silence
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
The Giants are Sleeping
I dream of Gods who are seen, but never heard. Those warriors of old in tombs of their making; Towering high above man, Hidden away in a deep slumber.
By Callum Summers2 years ago in Poets
Prelude to Slumber
Solitude holds me as I listen intently Listen to the evocative empty nothingness, sinking... closing my eyes * Thanks for reading!
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
In the Arms of Sleep
sleep takes me captive, no matter how much I fight it, no matter what I do to escape its grasp...it takes me away down to the darkest recesses of the world of shadows
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Bead Meditation
Sipping delicate cups of light, refreshing peppermint and earthy, fruity red raspberry leaf tea in my self-structured, DIY craft sanctuary,
By Talia Devora2 years ago in Poets
Fight The Fight
Fight The Fight What story does your life tell others? Did you fight the fight or hide under covers? Were you the comrade to those in need,
By Dan R Fowler2 years ago in Poets
Something I will Never Apologize For
In a world full of pastel colors I will not apologize for my wine red personality Or for the daring thoughts I water Or for how long it takes to bloom into a flower;
By Diana C.2 years ago in Poets
The algorithm of my past
Stone cold beauty like none other, when my eyeballs bleed I see the secrets of color. Life has a morbid way of showing it, but it just does.
By Natasha Collazo2 years ago in Poets
Silence is Golden
Snakebite resistant Indian Shaman, Tom Laughlin Enforces Native American Civil Right Ethnics
By Ocusan M2 years ago in Poets
EBBING SILENCE
A cry‭S‬talline wave wander’s around As the moon soars h‭I‬gh up the ground And the timbers a‭L‬ong the creek howler in a  new tongue Swooping h‭E‬avy on whites, a drowsy billow,  settles down This hour in slumber marches o'er the  midnight ru‭N‬ While the ‭C‬reepy cold venerates to launch a  haunt .... O! Look! Slow in motion, the m‭E‬adows, adjunct  to unknowns🧡🦢🦢🦢🧡 ✨💫© ✍️ Madhu Goteti August 25th, 2024
By Madhu Goteti 2 years ago in Poets
Silent and Bittersweet Goodbye. Top Story - August 2024.
Sugar coated insults paved the way Intricate as origami Life's not fair is what they say Except I once had you Nestled in my palm
By Kenneth cruz2 years ago in Poets