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.

Falling Autumns Arrival
As the autumn's arrival takes hold, The world transforms, with colors bold, A palette of reds, yellows, and gold, That shine like gems, in the world so cold.
By Temoor Dar3 years ago in Poets
Time And Fate
Life is a dream time is a game Nothing is as it seems yet it all stays the same You don't get to choose whether or not you will play
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
Ring Pop
The day I put you on my finger was the sweetest day of my life. The day you became my Strawberry-Watermelon flavoured Ring Pop
By Talia Devora3 years ago in Poets
I Have No Money
In a world of shadows, where pennies are few, A tale unfolds, of challenges anew. No silver coins jingle in pockets bare,
By Waqas Ashraf3 years ago in Poets
Post-Humanity Era
Steel mind does not bend I am automatic now Perfectly r.o.b.o.t.
By Rowan Finley 3 years ago in Poets
'SURVIVAL OF THE TRUTH'. Content Warning.
This is a reflection of a true story in the week of the summer solstice moon upon arrival in LA June 16, 2016. Now I can reflect as I need to sing again, love again, and talk to my angels of light. I rode the train back to LA, through many miles over mountains and deserts. I kissed the ground when I got back to LA.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 3 years ago in Poets
Echoes of Gratitude. Content Warning.
In the quiet moments of reflection, Where gratitude finds its gentle inception, There lies a sentiment, pure and true, A humble phrase: "Thank you."
By Ashiii3 years ago in Poets
Celestial Reverie: Odes to the Everchanging Sky. Content Warning.
In the vast expanse where dreams take flight, The canvas of blue stretches, infinite and bright. Above the world, where birds and clouds roam free,
By Ashiii3 years ago in Poets
Eternal Echoes: A Symphony of Hope. Content Warning.
In the darkest night, a flicker bright, Hope, a beacon, guiding light. Through shadows deep, it softly gleams, A whispered promise in silent dreams.
By Ashiii3 years ago in Poets
masquerade
from behind the mask our insatiate future waltzes desire the heart stumbles following the lead of our unwise hands --------------------------
By R.I. Károly3 years ago in Poets
We are Saguaro
I was born to be alone Madre told me so We are Saguaro, mija We are tough—don’t need nobody [She wants to keep me to herself]
By Paris Rosemont3 years ago in Poets
Shifting Realities
The universe, the main one we all circulate about; is just one of many. Filled with many- millions. Going from one place,
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet3 years ago in Poets