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.
Spiral
It's loud and booming. You cover your ears to try and ignore it. But it's still there. You can't escape it. It isn't an actual noise you can hear. It's in your head. Your mind forever thinking. A downward spiral, forever descending. You hear the words over and over. They won't stop. You try to ignore it. But you can't. It's like you're stuck. It just won't stop. It just keeps going. It just keeps happening. Do you really believe what it's saying? Why won't it just stop?! Please. You almost a beg. Just stop. Close to escape yet another thought in its wake. STOP!...please... You want to be free. But more yet, you just want silence.
By BrinaBunny6 years ago in Poets
My End.
The sound of rain spilling from the heavens eases the dying feeling within my chest. I am one of many here today, a lowly procession for the damned and depraved. I can see specters above the milky clouds, dancing and screaming at the same time, waiting to welcome the innocent home.
By Lauren Tyrrell6 years ago in Poets
Had To Broken
The moment had come! I was falling down, down, down. I was crying out! “Father, catch me! Father!! Please!! Catch me!” I continue to fall, my destiny is clear. Father has forsaken me and I am to be turned to dust, shattered into a million pieces on the floor.
By Lara Everett6 years ago in Poets
