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.
A Cotton Bud
I am herebut notI'm present and I am tryingall the while silently screaming, hoping somebody will notice I amstuckbehind a wallnot even a wall, a hazeSurrounded by a cotton budfilling my eyes and my earsI can even feel it in my lungs, choking on it as I try to swallowto hold it down with everything elsethis is not in my headthis is a physical feelingI can feel it all, but nothing all at once
By Frankie Knight8 years ago in Poets
Road of Travel
Road of Travel, Apple of my eye but not my apple, innovate the game with my blueprint, but still it remains the same, Her dome similar to the jacuzzi waters, she say go hard in the paint don't take no longer, to only beat the pain, still remaining in the lies she often sang,
By Diamond Dreams Movement8 years ago in Poets
Gritty
You ever felt a bullet in the head? You ever seen a dead baby in the arms of a little kid, and had it rubbed in your face for months? what a joke... You ever been told there is no right or wrong? Made to believe it yet known it's not on, right, and completely wrong? Good laugh... Felt yourself get sliced up against your wishes? Well I'm glad I haven't! Been told we were finding you peace? Well I'm glad I wasn't! To quote a poet, in a song I heard, 'Every body hurts sometimes.' To quote an organisation in a book I read '...' Sorry that's forbidden! To quote a yellow legend 'It wasn't me!' Maybe the last one shouldn't have gone down, but the first one never did...
By Phillip Haycock8 years ago in Poets
