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.

Karla Naranjo11 hours ago
The Wolf Within
Certain things on my mind are never brought to light, For bringing them to life is a chaotic force without remorse. Certain things I say, or do, make me more than just intimidating, Yet it is in my un...
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Makayla bookout14 hours ago
Insomnia
I feel the warmth of the darkness taking over, a calm emptiness that i have grown to crave. Throughout the day my body slugs and speech slurs, praying for the time to come when the shadow that my eyel...
Hannah Lorrelle17 hours ago
Sleep
In this space beyond consciousness I am finally at peace. In the pauses between deep breaths I have no worries. In this hazy unawareness I can just exist, or cease to exist, for a while. In this bliss...
Adam Nihil2 days ago
Lovelorn
Catatonically, I’m fretting the vanishing point of what I assumed as my sanity, Long since lost among the caress of her waves, an Ark bound to nihility Shipwrecked in the zenith, deadened again in the...
Under the Skin
I spy you under the surface Cannot wait until you're mine Oh how we will meet Yes we will meet in time You grow inwards As my love grows strong You're twisting and turning As a pain lingers long It's ...
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Paige Gordon2 days ago
Resuscitation of Osiris
Osiris, where are you? I have been searching Egypt through and through. Come back to me, my love, for my heart aches from above. Our bond, as we grow fond is without a doubt a completely different rou...
Anna Flaherty3 days ago
Secrets
Darkness and sleep swirl like mist, the feelings mirror a lifeless kiss. A lover's long-forgotten prayer, evaporates in the midnight air. Images from eras long ago, now will you find the courage to sh...
A. R. Ambrosi4 days ago
You Can't Break What Is Broken
Thunder grey clouds Ominous Heavy Foreboding Press down the horizon Press down my skin Once white fluffy nothingness Now pierced by flashing lightning Illuminating night to day Striking down From the ...
Mary Davis4 days ago
Broken Pieces
Broken, battered, bruised Cut open, vulnerable All the pieces of my broken heart Open and bare for all to see Everyone stares How is it that I am this way They wonder loudly Their words done reach me ...
Hannah Petch4 days ago
American Gothic
She stares off into the distance, A vacant expression on her face. He stands there with his pitchfork, No idea that she longs to leave this place. In her mind she often wonders, why she has stayed wit...
The Night Sky
At the end of the night when I lie awake all I think about is you. The darkness that you bring. The looming feeling that never leaves my side. You leave me wide awake with all my walls up. Never showi...
Tony Cavanagh5 days ago
Ghosts of an Ideal Life
this must be the place for if not— how are we so— swathed in dread? and raw from light? picking in the space between chalk-lines and failed neons realization came fast too fast to know it until the cu...
Yvonne Glasgow6 days ago
Shiny
Sparkle sparkle Your glitter heart shines But your soul is littered Damaged and resigned Let it go Because no one knows The darkness you hold You'll give it away Before you begin to fade Shiny little ...
Mary Davis6 days ago
Darkness
Darkness breaks Sharp gleaming teeth Smiling at me Tendrils sneak towards me Wrapping me in its heat Keeping me safe Darkness continues to smile Even though light is breaking through It protects Darkn...
Kati Bowditch6 days ago
Breath... Exhaled
A breath ...exhaled Let loose to creep to the crack of wood surrounding That nighttime window, cloaked in dark as it Reflects. To travel outwards along The song of the wind It flows from me, sleeping,...
ElRey Niffen6 days ago
Divided
Divided we stand fighting over flags and racial tags. In today's America it's always a one sided debate that invokes hate. The southern flag is treated like a swastika carried by a Nazi when it's a si...