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.

”What You Are TO Me. Content Warning.
Your hair blonde hair is like the beaming ray of sunshine that shined on us this Sunday, I can’t believe how much time I spent knowing you in person but I kept letting you slip away.
By PoeticallyPurple242 years ago in Poets
Stardust Whispers
Stardust Whispers In the velvet expanse, a twinkling sea A million diamonds, scattered wild and free The stars, like tears, from heaven's eye
By Sanamdeep Singh2 years ago in Poets
True Beauty
A cluster of roses Clinging tight to the vine Regretful the thorns Fractured, yet they survive Petals soft and supple Crushed under the weight
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
In the Land of Dinosaurs
In the dawn of ancient time, Beneath a primal sun, Roamed giants of a bygone prime, Their era now undone. With scales that shimmered, rough and grand,
By kenangrsy2 years ago in Poets
Lego
Let go and free yourself Take some time to relax And refocus your mind Just sit back and unwind for a while Let go of all your troubles
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
PERDURABO. Top Story - June 2024.
“I made the toads hop, the witches skip, and the monkeys dance to the persistent crank of the organ grinder, which played a melancholy tune that falls outside their hearing range. Life is strange, but I am even stranger… ever the stranger.”
By C. Rommial Butler2 years ago in Poets
Harydo
In my room, stomach feeling empty, allergic to good food Mental boom, I could have been petty, so let me just cook Lately I, have been dealing with much, trying to explore
By Harydo Neon2 years ago in Poets
Washed Away
A mouthful of air Caught in waves of emotion Unable to swim
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Torrid Affairs
In the tempest's rage, they succumb to the wild, A tumultuous saga, passion undefiled. Yearning so fierce, it refuses restraint,
By Solomon Walker2 years ago in Poets
Fields of Endless Dreams
Fields of endless dreams, Where the sun sets in golden beams, And the flowers sway in the gentle breeze, A place where the heart is at ease.
By Solomon Walker2 years ago in Poets
Drifting Away To The Sublime
Beneath a moon-kissed sky, where stars did gleam, A moment bloomed, a fleeting, mystic dream. A glimmering jewel, a spark of pure delight,
By Solomon Walker2 years ago in Poets
lost in translation (2)
The realization sent a thrill down her spine. She had stumbled upon a means to converse with beings from another dimension.
By Robbie Bale2 years ago in Poets