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.

Sydney Essex10 hours ago
Showman
You are quite an actor, staying hidden behind your mask. The world doesn't see the real you drowning in your flask. Hats off to the performance, but now it’s time to go ahead and let out your rage. Uh...
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Sydney Palma day ago
Hi, My Name Is Sydney...
Hi my name is Sydney and i am 16 years old And as i grow old, my story unfolds And as i live, my emotions give And as i cry, my happiness tends to die And as i smile, downwards my sadness dials Hi my ...
Sydney Essexa day ago
7 Deadly Poems
The way of me beats the way of you. I’m beautiful, I’m perfect, my imperfections are not true. Doubting me will only hurt you, because the way of me beats the way of you. (pride) Another box of pizza ...
Twisted Color
I found a kaleidoscope at the edge of a landfill and used it to catch glimpses of you, of when we would chase the shifting constellations of our yesterdays, reaching for a brush of your candy-coated l...
Burnout
Every night the same dream— I bare open my flesh to a surrounding group of grey faces, breaking through barrier of skin, bone, and identity until every fiber is ripped clean and set aflame I pull a ma...
Mario Castelli3 days ago
Nature of the Anxious
Where in the world am I? I feel it, it’s there on my shoulder just sitting there keeping me company. Clinging to my thoughts so rich in its worry, darkness, and dismay. A being so minuscule in size, y...
D.A. Baldwin5 days ago
Icarus
Time’s breath runs down my neck as I build these wings out of pieces of my self - ripped from sinews, from veins - for my body is a garden, ripe with all I need. I dig in deep, scraping flesh from bon...
Cindy Gimnes5 days ago
Cursed
Cursed Don't love me, I am trying to warn you, Do not look into my eyes you will see what you want Not what is really there I am cursed Born of lust and sex and destruction You see love and kindness b...
Branko Nikovski6 days ago
An Anthem for the Brown-Eyed Woman
Gods, stop the world ! Freeze the photons, Leave people blind for a moment, Let me throw an anthem ! An anthem of hostile love and romantic hate ! An anthem of hideous happiness and sublime sorrow ! A...
LJ Chaplin7 days ago
Do Not Disturb
I left the light on in my head To let you know that I am home, Glazed eyes Say otherwise So leave a message on my phone. I can't come to the door right now, My feelings are getting in the way, Heart r...
Annaah Malik8 days ago
Candy Man - Dean Corll
I remember how much I loved to work at the candy shop, I had a sweet-tooth. Not just for candies but for the temptations that drove me crazy. My mother taught me to be a good boy, well-mannered and ho...
Late Night, Foggy Fever
The nerves in my feet are blood-hot And I don’t know why Behind my forehead everything is dead But the sky is crackling And I don’t want to go to sleep, Even though I can feel myself falling, falling,...
Girls Just Wanna Have Fun
Some might say I am the life of the party and make a grand entrance to be seen There is nothing wrong with enjoying life if you don’t lose yourself while doing it Clubs are all fun in games yet not al...
Teddi Coleman9 days ago
Caged In
Is life too sacred to protect To the fact where you end up dead. Or already burying your own grave. Letting no space or air to come in Growing into emptiness and the desire for Freedom, to breathe wit...
Troy V10 days ago
6:45 AM
Not a morning person. Who still goes by the textbook? I'll pass on the worms. Sleep equals proper functioning somehow I constantly toss and turn. First check eleven minutes before a quarter to seven. ...
Mearah Manalo10 days ago
A Thought
I was raised with the notion that God will love us unconditionally So why cant we do that with each other With every sister and brother Is it such a bother When we find ourselves hiding from strangers...
A. R. Ambrosi10 days ago
A Calculated Dream
The stars that were promised I can never get enough But I don't want them I know That it will take time But The ivory trade For my consciousness Is curiously crying At my beckoning We lost our way At ...
A. R. Ambrosi10 days ago
Dreamful
These visions pull me under Again All I can do is watch Helplessly As scenes unfold before me Showing me Something I didn't ask for Showing me Perhaps? The way A solar eclipse Drenches my consciousnes...