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.

Song of Silence
In the nightly silence, echoes the song, From the profound emptiness, where loneliness Weaves sad verses, in the chilly twilight,
By Eduarda Rodrigues3 years ago in Poets
Dance of Shadows
In the twilight's penumbra, shadows dance, A silent melody where loneliness advances. Stars witness the dance of abandonment,
By Eduarda Rodrigues3 years ago in Poets
Twilight Sighs
In the silent twilight, sighs intertwine, A profound lament where sadness entwines. Dance of shadows on the stage of solitude,
By Eduarda Rodrigues3 years ago in Poets
The Reckoning.
The reckoning. Revenge in its entirety, sharpens the edge of enmity, Atrocious in its nurture, harrowing its existence under the breaths of animosity.
By Hridya Sharma3 years ago in Poets
Chronicles of Full Time: A Symphony of Moments
In the realm where minutes weave their tapestry, A symphony of moments, a dance of destiny. Full Time, the master of the cosmic clock,
By Ashiii3 years ago in Poets
Embers of Growth
Welcome or welcome back, dear readers. I sincerely hope you find yourself in good health as we step into this New Year. Let's collectively embrace a fresh start, bidding farewell to the echoes of the past. Within the confines of my space, I extend an invitation for you to join me on this new journey. Through the art of poetry, I aspire to share the depths of my thoughts and emotions. May these words resonate with your hearts, creating a connection that transcends the boundaries of the written page. Here's to a year filled with new perspectives, shared moments, and the enduring power of the written word.
By simran sadangi3 years ago in Poets
New Year, New Memories.
Some are out in clubs and parties While some are with their families, A happiness yet sadness is seen in their eyes, Recollecting the memories they made this year,
By SR3 years ago in Poets
Nature
In the heart of the forest, where the trees stand tall, Nature weaves a tapestry, a masterpiece for all. With leaves that whisper secrets in the gentle breeze,
By BrendonJoseph3 years ago in Poets
Saturated. Top Story - January 2024.
i tried to tell them what i could see (i was lost for words) each time i tried my explanations withered with my breathe
By Bren3 years ago in Poets
Sounds in the Night
Night owl hoots at train Stomach growls at me again Journal voice clears throat
By Rowan Finley 3 years ago in Poets
Someone asked me how I want to live my 2024 and here is my answer.
Someone asked me how I want to live my 2024 and here is my answer. 1)I want to live for every radiant sunrise that sets my hopes akin to the day and it sets my intentions for the day. Where I wake up in gratitude for everything that god has bestowed me with, to live and to let live myself and the ones who stride their life with me. I want to live in the beauty and awe of how much I have achieved and in the curious strive for everything I desire.
By Hridya Sharma3 years ago in Poets
Stacked
Love is fully stacked Like a babushka doll set Each holding a bit ******* Babushka dolls are Holding the love They have
By Mother Combs3 years ago in Poets