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.

RUSSALKA
The ocean’s stormy Dark and deep White froth strewn on Is fast asleep But one is beautiful and bare With coral moonlight in her hair
By Maria Parsheva6 years ago in Poets
THE SHOAH
And when the Ghouls Drag their souls to hell Where Devil dwells Where skin is scorched And the smell Of the Divine is foul
By Maria Parsheva6 years ago in Poets
A Darker Reality
Fears laid upon me in the night left in my mind, To decipher I never know if their mine: Or if they are some kind of sign,
By A Darker Reality6 years ago in Poets
My Chapters
Im not a rapper, but listen as I write this story// It holds chapters covered in rust with holes punched through, call it glory//
By Ruben Gonzales6 years ago in Poets
Sunder
Preface The fog moved itself across the ground, making its way over and across his feet. It was like he was watching
By Tanna Marie Angers6 years ago in Poets
Sam Cooke, You Ain't Gone
The breeze through the bar pulls forth the open sigh of the sign of light, the lightning yellow sign with it’s jazz hum, it’s oohs and aahs - it’s baseline
By Annie Kapur6 years ago in Poets
Elixir
In the days to come, eyes grow somber and weary The bed isn't full of warm sheets or white feathers Tried to scream and yell, but no one heard me
By The Girl in Grey6 years ago in Poets
The Times I Saw God
Have you ever been woken up by the tickling on your nose from the feet of a monarch butterfly saying hey hey hey hey.
By Peter Wall6 years ago in Poets
Finding Solace in Deadweight
Awaken, seething hate disguised as love Breeding feeding, reaping veil of love Unleash me, I awaken ____ Spiralling down my spur,
By James Macrae6 years ago in Poets
The woman.
Kemi grew into adulthood, she gave life her very best shot. Kemi drove life easily and with all tenacity did she command the world around her. She was asked where she got her strength and sense of belonging, she affirmed that her mama is a super woman.
By Alika Jesse Chukwudi 6 years ago in Poets
Time
Why can’t I have your undivided attention, You give us moments but run away when I try to make us last, you’ve been in my past & present, will you let me see my future,
By Diamond Dreams Movement6 years ago in Poets
Money Talk
They say money talks money walks, I've had some luxuries in life, mostly at a younger age, still making room through the bullshit,
By Diamond Dreams Movement6 years ago in Poets