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.

Waiting for the N at 8am
"What day is today," I ask myself? "Just another day," the wind answers back. Sunny but cold Snowing by dry. I don't mind it either way though.
By Cody Jones5 years ago in Poets
Not Exactly
Surely this is temporary, a bit of exaggerated exasperation. Intense increments of inexperience. Under the unbalanced behavior of one or another. Maybe a moment of unintended malicious relief, or a matter of prolonging the ungraspable closure that was meant for your hands. Don’t take for granted the pleasure of intimacy for it is fleeting faster than the undeniable breath in each lung. How far will you go to hide the discomfort that is so easily seen upon your every expression? Rampaging across the roses, when they demand to be admired. There is no calm amongst this storm. Indelible marks mar the skin that yearns to be kissed.
By Jake Trammell5 years ago in Poets
Bloody Thoughts
Time to run To many lights I get confused. Time to get control. To many people getting bruised Time to fly Have I been used? Crawling to get out where I am Is there just someone? Do you hear it? Have I escaped it. Time to disappear. Yes sir pursuing the happiness I think I can see now. What if I'm dreaming? Runaway. Walls closing in on you. Find the revelation Slowing down to the rest. Bloody eyes. Losing control. Bloody feet. Sacrices to get to the altar. Life insurance. What is the name? Lovers running towards each other. Rescued by the sacrifice. Bloody body Free download. Walking distance. Crossing over. Light and bloom I think I have been far. Best friend can I be your everything? Take my hand and take anything. Been so gone I forgot I had the ring Bloody head. Aches that feel like I am close. Freedom came with a purpose. To become one with my love. Patience lover I am down to see you. Just wanted to let you know that I am here. Talk about it makes it. Better. Rest. Peace. Common. Pleasing. Celebration.
By Misael Torres5 years ago in Poets
My Monster
The monster calls from down the hall I run so fast, I trip and fall. He´s getting closer; I hear his breath. Certain death upon my chest.
By Jack Wayne Arnett5 years ago in Poets
A Blessing and A Curse
At times the thoughts consume the stillness A constant reminder that no one is ever alone The thoughts compounding into loud boisterousness
By Zahrah Blom5 years ago in Poets
Do Not Rot
Arranged within a crooked line wrapping around the stand Spies speak in broken languages trying diligently to pry information from the lines server
By Spencer funk5 years ago in Poets
Raven Girl
She is the energy we all pray to be and that spirit truly is A raven in the sunshine. blessed be ,a child alone within the mystery.She gives life where others steal kisses and she is the ghost keeper walking the sands of time collecting memories like butterflies .
By Metal John Kyle.5 years ago in Poets
Triangle of Spite
Displaced feelings held inside. Mashed thoughts like vegetation. Ending what has since become unneeded. Photos of men in action, working the only way they know how. How many buttons are required to make the machine work.
By Spencer funk5 years ago in Poets
What Do We Do Now?
The world is grim, Pretty Grim! There’s so much uncertainty, Lots of anxiety Not many have answers They look within,
By Nkeonye Judith IZUKA5 years ago in Poets
1,000 poems for cash
what do you mean? you don't really know anything about this? i don't know why you do that? and you can be proud indeed.
By tucker sampson5 years ago in Poets
then when
rears it's ugly swine hyena head it will and can be inferred that there are substantial provisions made from the inside out
By susan marie loehe5 years ago in Poets
A Resonance
A Resonance Ravens nest over a room and a resonance The supple seeds of compression Offer a calmness and a cadence A Resonance
By Jared Peet5 years ago in Poets