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.

Revolutionary Phenomena
Evolution of self begins with the exposure of darkness to light Crawling from beneath the shadows, revealing that which is
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
ESTJ "The Charismatic Conqueror"
With leader's heart and mind, the ESTJ, A soul of duty, ever strong and sure, They orchestrate with purpose, clear and true,
By Diorino Galvano3 years ago in Poets
ESTJ "Spirited Trendsetters"
With leader's heart and mind, the ESTJ, A steadfast soul, by duty's call they rise, Their gaze unflinching, fixed upon the prize,
By Diorino Galvano3 years ago in Poets
The No Idea Garden of Remembrance
The most popular steamboat spot for writers now is the No Idea Garden of Remembrance. It's an oversized lot. Every writer thinks it is his or hers exclusively, and none of their guests have known it before. The host forgets how they came to know about the garden in the first place, or that among the invited are other writers too.
By Huwaida Ishaaq3 years ago in Poets
Sunset Serenity with Nuts
As the sun dips low, A bowl of nuts in my hand, Nature's evening show. Just done with dinner, I went to the exercise room for some peace and quiet. The room was lighted from the natural light coming through the parted curtains.
By Staringale3 years ago in Poets
pure love
In the quiet of dawn, where stars still linger, Two souls entwined, hearts beating in sync, Love blooms like a fragile blossom, tender and true,
By John Biz243 years ago in Poets
Didactic Encounters
In the shadows' crevices, where secrets reside, Mystical rides of the mind, on paths untried. A labyrinth uncharted, where wisdom's sown,
By Solomon Walker3 years ago in Poets
ODIN
ODIN God is good with only one eye. ***** * ***** Sanctuary We all claim to guard that secret… but it turns out it’s the secret that guards us.
By C. Rommial Butler3 years ago in Poets
A Shadowed Dream
Every shadow across the moon, Casting night where there was noon. Luminous glow, now hidden from sight, Intricate dance of day and night.
By VNessa Erlene3 years ago in Poets
Resurrección
Eternal damnation adumbrated over humanity; concealing the soul of man from God. Until love interfered tearing the veil in two, breaking the chains held
By Natasha Collazo3 years ago in Poets
Has come to change.
I couldn't say anything to you that day Couldn't help but say something today I am sorry, Ishq e Sanam Tumse But me, seeing you I remember that time of you and me But now, seeing This world is treating my fame like an ignorant person. this is the same one isn't it who told you something And just by saying You have rejected my love and now the time has come For my revenge, But now my mind has changed now my intention This world has been ignorant of love for centuries has come to change.
By Suraj poetry plus 3 years ago in Poets
Ethereal Counterpoint
ethereal event counterpoint lunar cycle internally, thoughts turn upwards potency for change sensorial exchange * Thanks for reading!
By Paul Stewart3 years ago in Poets