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.
INFJ "The Idealistic Visionary"
With introspective gaze and heart of gold, The advocator, a soul both wise and rare, Doth ponder life's complexities untold,
Diorino GalvanoPublished 2 months ago in PoetsINFJ "The Emphatic Achievers"
With introspective gaze and heart of gold, The advocator, a soul of gentle might, Doth walk a path by intuition told, A silent guide, a beacon in the night.
Diorino GalvanoPublished 2 months ago in PoetsFreak Day!
I loaded my washing machine, It made me swim; I think that's really mean! I vacuumed my room, But something went POP!
Carol TownendPublished 2 months ago in Poetsthe sound of rain
The sound of rain on window panes constant, soothing, drip-drop-drips sends a calm into my brain as flowers drink, petals like lips
North/צפון/Tzafon
English version: Yesterday, I got lost in the south. My mind was clouded, so I couldn’t think straight. Moving forward,
Talia DevoraPublished 2 months ago in PoetsBig Fat Lie
They sold the lies for a nickel. They sold the lies for a dime. Ever asking why? Begging me to conceal, Yet, I never understood the reason.
Mescaline BrissetPublished 2 months ago in PoetsDragoness fires kitchen
The Reign Of Women A place where hearts are free Against the chains that once held in silence Gender equality, all we're meant to be.
The Dead Of Winter
ravens at the window fate sits on a sill the secrets of time blows wherever it wills branches reach like fingers long, thin and black
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 2 months ago in PoetsIn the End There is LOVE
Step One: Walk through the garden of peace and purity ⭐️💛⭐️💛⭐️ Step Two: See through the weak and progress to maturity
Rick Henry ChristopherPublished 2 months ago in PoetsNirvanic Suicide
This overzealous pain is lucid foreign to me Its crucifixion of DE humanism illuminates encrypted flaws. I'm like a dying breed of inferior murdered souls
I FEAR //
I refuse to be understood by the likeness of mankind. A mirror of my own internal interpretation is the reflection of Continuous consequences
Musica Universalis
1 Enjoy the ride, because that’s what love is, A masterpiece of moments - pure and true, A kaleidoscope of colours - brilliant and vivid,