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.

Rest your head In this sacred bead
Come here. Ly down In the sacred bed, Relax and rest your head, Do you want to hear what Universe had to say? I wont use your body for a quick lay,
By Trinity Love5 years ago in Poets
“The Pursuers”
I am chased to the ends of all I know, Unrelenting they nip at my heels, If I stop I fear it is I they will plow, I know I am no the only one who feels
By Pablo Gonzales5 years ago in Poets
Eye Candy
The colors of the rainbow have always been a mystery to me... I wonder how and what could possibly have created each individual color... then placed each one side-by-side
By The Fashion Design Academy Company5 years ago in Poets
Sleep Alone
I love how the sun rises in my window. Happy to see the least. Great for my grind to have me go eat. I love how the days
By The Vivid Dreamer5 years ago in Poets
Body Love
Body Love (mouth triptych) Lips Kiss well that’s obvious but also smile and frown. Teeth Chew
By Whitney Sweet5 years ago in Poets
Reflections on the curve
the mirror has placed it's light circle on the wall dry roses in sharp relieved shadows what test of doubt could reality not answer
By susan marie loehe5 years ago in Poets
Of The Astrias
Pilot Hayes movie ideas/longest run on sentence in world..... Music is ground Planes are sky You’re the reason why I feeeeeeel all right spending $10,000 a day buying animals from pet stores....then liberating them into their natural habitats across Turtle Island and I drink beer for that matter I saw that all of life‘s problems here I am on a creek bed wondering why you’re not here where is my lover who am I my lover either way there’s 36,000 feet in a condo and it has no problem with me and I have no problem with it. It’s slithers as the wind blows, and I am a leaf at the tree top swing....here to infinity.... jumps up the monarch.... butterfly does exactly why....and here I am wondering where the Fauquier at?....While pollinate the world with thought......if you pull the world with me.
By Pilot Hayes5 years ago in Poets
Epiphany
I write, one Pen thousands of thoughts like Telepathy until Reality Hits like Hiroshima Double A stealing whats left of me
By Joshua Brown5 years ago in Poets
The String of Pearls
Fine and fair they rested upon her neck, Smooth, white, and gleaming. Their sheen glowed in a pink hue, Catching glances from every eye.
By Charis L5 years ago in Poets
The Deceitful Heart
Dare not to trust your heart. Yes, tis true. Thy heartbeat cannot trust thine own truth. For our moral compass Doth not always point north.
By Charis L5 years ago in Poets
Slave [Poem]
I am a slave of ‘fear’ Fear I have is of ‘failure’ I was a child once, told not to ‘fail’ Never was I taught ‘failure’ is to ‘learn’
By Kirtan Varasia5 years ago in Poets
Untold Burden
Untold Burden What an untold burden Every new sun I wake up with with a story that already has begun Maybe that all my dreams are just for real
By Wasim A. Elburawi5 years ago in Poets