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.

Fiend
Do not run from me Face me Embrace me Give me one thousand reasons why you hate me Taste me Make me like you did before
By Adelia Femme7 years ago in Poets
Beef
Now, this story has little to do with cutting beef. But, I, in point of fact, was doing so. Standing upon a wheel,
By Tom Baker7 years ago in Poets
Detail
When you see her Admire the creases in her face That pave paths of three dotted stairs Climbing to the intensities of her eyes
By Bailey (BayLee) Elease7 years ago in Poets
Fallen
Dark, cold alone and frightened. Hair dampened with cold rain, yet stuck to her forehead from the intense heated sweat that’s running off her face.
By Laurinda Jaffray7 years ago in Poets
Wanderer
She was born when the vessel was still young; in this world with many nations and tongues. She witnessed this young vessel go through hell; growing in the darkness, unbelieving of the lies they tell. She whispered in her vessel's ear; they can not harm you, have no fear.
By Mindy Sleeper7 years ago in Poets
Painting of Life
You look small Because darkness between stars You look beautiful Because the rains hidden the tears You look perfect Because the mist covered the tracks
By E. NATASHA7 years ago in Poets
Conversations with God(s)?
Dear God: How are you today? Yeah I know, it’s been a while since we last talked I remember the last time I tried, you dusted me off like chalk
By Adam Khamis7 years ago in Poets
Merrily
life is just a lie life is but a dream begin to close your eyes begin to really see don’t let these currents fool you you’ll never learn its waves
By Josh Saynt7 years ago in Poets
Still Human
I've been here before. Many times. I know how to handle this. It’s not a real physical fight. It's just me and a punching bag.
By Kendra Tayfel7 years ago in Poets
A Safe Haven
Not like the imprisoned flame fighting to succumb the element of pouring rain. Not like the crippling horridness of old age struggling
By Melina Giorgalletou7 years ago in Poets
Alone
Alone in the dark feeling; Around in the dark seething. Hoping for some kind of light; Wishing for anywhere that's bright.
By Michael Grube7 years ago in Poets
Little Sunshine
Little Sunshine Smile Oh little sunshine won’t you smile. Little eye buds of yours, turns into a flower. Go to the woods and play, and comeback and play hoops all day.
By MArwa Kadhem7 years ago in Poets