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.

Penny Blakea day ago
The Grass Temple
There is a door in me...
Obi Abassi2 days ago
Deadzone
In the land of the lost and broken Stands a man, a token Born brave, the chosen Among the slaves that still remain Trapped in a false paradise to this day. He tried to save them from Their false dream...
Rose Pelos3 days ago
Eleventh Hour
A grey little rabbit deep in a hole Burrowing in the dark Prepared for hibernation But Spring has just begun. He covers his ears but the birds sing Thumping his foot in frustration There’s no carrots ...
Rose Pelos3 days ago
Mandela
Keep breathing Wake up tomorrow in your blur. Stay staring at the ceiling, Charge, rewind, power down, plug back in. Keep blinking The tin man is in need of oil. Wait on signs to make up your mind, Ch...
Kaelyn Sanchez3 days ago
The Human Touch Just Isn't Bliss Anymore
It was 4 in the morning when i got a message from him reading that he wasn't coming home for the night. I often wondered why there were gaps in the way he touched me. As if he was saving it for somebo...
Valerie Taylor4 days ago
Dreaming at the End
Hovering above the stars Breathing through a tube Riding on asteroids like a train car As the celestial dust billows up and around me Weightless, I float above it all Sighting the place where I felt s...
What Am I?
What am I? You fill me up at first, but then leave me empty in the end. You only open me up when you want something, and ignore me when you don’t. You help yourself to my contents, then close me back ...
Rene'e Ellis4 days ago
Persist to Resist the Kiss
Concubines complain can’t have the fifteen minutes of fame, before you start comparing, trying to shame the name. The world is so big, The world is so wide, There is room for everyone; choose to ride ...
Tales, Trains & Tantrums
The unbearable moment when destiny and you collide It’s inevitable The tale of you becomes the truth of you and all the tantrums in the world cannot undo what has been ordained- A slip of the wrist - ...
Silent Soliloquy
Pounding in my head, silent soliloquy Wasting me away, everlasting entropy Walking in a land of bountiful nothing Searching in vain for a sliver of something Something to make this all worthwhile Give...
Monica K.K. Lee6 days ago
The Car Ride
windows down hair flapping high my right arm escapes confinement to dance with the swirling gale when i was a child my hand was a boat rolling along the crests of waves a bird swooping low for food du...
Happiness in Bondage
I will not be ashamed of this, Life's too hard to give this up. When fate hands you mana, You drink, you don't inspect the cup. I can't see how you think this wrong, This thing, that gives me life. Bu...
Shanna Fincher8 days ago
Modern Crossroad Demons
I sold my soul to the Crossroad Demons Not all at once Piece by Piece Little bite sized chunks Small enough to not notice at the time. Just like in the stories The demons lied "Just one more time" the...
Cobe Wilson9 days ago
Me, Myself, and I
What is it... To be Me? Is it to lose a loved one? Or to know a broken heart? Does it mean to feel The crushing weight Of sadness day to day? Or feel the pain of love and loss And slowly drift away? I...
Ruben Gonzales9 days ago
The Mind Is a Prison
I got this cage that Im trapped in// No windows to see just a cell with I, and I with me// concrete floors with no bed so I take a knee// in this cracked mirror all I see is poor reflection of what's ...
Neon Odyrah9 days ago
Toxic City
I really don't know how I found myself here But I am more worried about why I can't leave As toxic as a German beer Drunk while driving through this pain to Oak creek I came here with so much hope And...
Kaelyn Peay10 days ago
"Alchemy" and "Honeymoon"
Alchemy Life(socalled) was a thing of fragments v a p o r and a dull, electric pulse just barely holding one piece to another, and a slow, oozing de comp osit ion and thoughts such as a corpse has. An...
Rowan Finley11 days ago
Dysfunctional Organs
It is hard to let them in, My heart flickers.because it is just not convenient. My lungs expand. Appears conditional, My skin jumps.could be just my gut feeling. My brain grinds. Bearing burdens for o...