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.

Jackie Barrows19 hours ago
Rushing Towards the Sky
It’s getting ready to leave. I hurry to pack my things; Every book I own, And every stuffed animal I’ve ever played with, Is coming with me! It’s getting ready to leave. There’s not much time! So why ...
Ashley Miller2 days ago
I Am Three Depressions
I am Ashley The soul whose name is spoke of the most. The believer of the impossible being done. The go getter that wants nothing but to prove that this body is made more for the light of success than...
Keenan Chiasson3 days ago
Microcosms (Vol. 1)
"There was a great conversation we had." "Yeah. So. What about it?" "I gotta get it" He hops the barbed fence into a nasty lair Electric eyes stare Self is black on stealth-black backdrop He sidles to...
Diego Sosa3 days ago
Shapes of Time, Hours of Space
I look at what could’ve been. I look at what it actually is. A calculated design, An oiled machine that learns With every time it fails. Time moves its mighty wings As space unfolds like waves on shor...
Rhyming Unreasonably
No reason, no rhyme, no reason, no rhyme, I feel I’ve been floating for quite some time Let all be assured that I’m never too sad Though sometimes I think I might like to go mad Think not for a moment...
Jaden Bleu4 days ago
Life to My Bones
Worshiping you brings life to my bones, and power to my soul. Soul is made up of the mind, will, and emotions, and with all that I have, I long to worship you more. Away from your presence, I never wi...
Eliza Faye4 days ago
The Flood
What has come before has no meaning; It's sensibility soon to be swept away. These ideas have no peace, toxicity fills every crack and crevice. Association was the only option. It caused panic; chaos ...
Orange Peeled
Alert, but with heavy eyelids The briefest of wars begins Pith under the fingernails Don’t let any juice escape Take it all off in one piece The clementine lies naked Conquered Pick the last scraps of...
Weeds
Weeds- In the meadows which weeds grow and spread, devouring our Earth. People walk past their lies and pretend the world is full of joy and pleasure. However, what they don't see is the crimes people...
Jaden Bleu5 days ago
Get Thee Behind Me Anorexia!
Get thee behind me anorexia! You tried to destroy my body and my mind. You fed me lies all day and made me blind. You wanted to bring me to destruction. You tired to steal all of my cognitive function...
The Vastness
I hear the vastness of my existance. It calls to me. I do not dare to answer. I'm afraid to touch my greatness. It is prickly and too bright. My soul is an old one with wisdom beyond my years. I'm tem...
Maria Crank6 days ago
Mind Fuck
All cannot be rationalized. All does not need to be rationalized. All things cannot be rationalized by your petty human mind. Subconscious is the father. Mother is the soul. I am present awareness. (I...
Jaden Bleu6 days ago
One Day
One day there'll be no more suffering. One day there'll be no more pain. No more shame. No more blame. And, we'll sing as one, unified! And we'll serve as one, justified! Halelujah! Halelujah! One day...
Maria Crank6 days ago
Miracle and Magic of Life
I am so full and in love with life. With self. I am so proud of me in the warmest and innocent of ways. Life is so beautiful. I am listening and responding vs hearing and reacting. The grace and union...
Jaden Bleu6 days ago
Shine Brighter
You now have the right, to send forth the light. Child of the day you now are, and at night, like shining star. Shine brighter, shine brighter! Hold tighter, hold tighter! Cause' the world will try to...
The Forgotten Angel
She lay asleep in the midnight dew, Her eyes flung open when she heard the crow caw. She felt alone, rejected and forgotten. All she can do now is wait, wait for morning to come. Quiet as a mouse, del...
Sharita Cormier7 days ago
Mourned More Than the Echo of Phonics
I found you at the bottom of a sentence So punctual and fluently enticing I've lived a thousand deaths Mourned more then the echo of phonics Staring at the same skies like paragraphs Meditation and gu...
Sharita Cormier9 days ago
Heated Moments of Nothingness
The minds race in time Help me feel what is real Peace are you with me Once I bled out and he healed me Once I plunged my soul and he caught me Can I join you on this blistery day When does this stop ...