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.
Infectious Mind
You watch from a distance, eyes entranced upon me. Lingering in the back of my mind, I hear your dark emotionless voice seeping its way through every damaged scar in order to corrupt and suffocate each positive thought. Your cold touch of death sending shivers across the surface of my skin, slowly freezing the flame in my heart. The iniquity filled smirk, there is nothing but deceit in your lifeless eyes. You never leave, you’re always there, astray, watching, observing. Waiting for the right time to strike. Destined to take hold of my will, your infectious poisonous breath against my neck. You’re ready to kill. And to think… it’s all in my head.
By Reagan Jensen6 years ago in Poets
Whirlpool
It’s amazing how easy it is to lose yourself in a whirlpool of sorrow. How every thought and feeling that comes to mind becomes corrupted, destroying what was once a beautiful and enlightening memory that now leaves nothing behind but an overwhelming blur of loss. Bathing in the pain, you can feel your heart slowly ripping apart as everything around you begins to crumble. You remain still amidst all the chaos, the voice inside your head screams at you, clawing it’s way to the surface as it drowns your mind with everything you don’t want to imagine. But on the outside your face remains blank, withered and distant. You’re breaking. Unaware to everything that is happening, there seems to be no end. Because you know you can feel the talons of a dark entrapping old friend digging their way into your soul, grasping so tightly it’s tainting your heart and mind. And with it’s malicious smile written all over it’s face, you’ve become it’s prey, engulfing you in it’s suffocating misery as it slowly drags you back into the all too familiar depths of the abyss.
By Reagan Jensen6 years ago in Poets
