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.

Teya Hooper2 months ago
A Visitor
The carpet was soft under my feet as I stood from my bed. I wiggled my toes for a moment, feeling the material give under my feet. My bladder reminded me why I had awoke in the first place. I slowly m...
A.R. Marquez2 months ago
Swimming in Open Veins
Severed strings of liberation Desolation coalesced into ever'long deprecated embraces Faces frozen within plutonium dreams The remains of night given requiems as callous judgments convey cynicism We h...
Domenica Curro2 months ago
Blue
Love doesn't save you but makes life come true blue like the sea deep water, lost ship sailing away, feeling ok where is that captain I had been looking for ages? starting from a long time ago since t...
r. nuñez2 months ago
Dream Song
I dreamed a song that echoed in my heart, About the things we feel when we’re apart… Apart from those we know and love, Apart from those we’re thinking of Which, at some point, we have to stop and sta...
Domenica Curro2 months ago
Like Steal
At night I lay in bed and there is like a bomb ticking in my head and I try to dismantle it with the power of faith with the light force of breath And believing in every God I know to revel what l am ...
The Farmer
The silent and unknown, you think would hurt the most. But what you already know, revealed is your ghost. Covering intentions deep within, the arduous battle erupts again. Truth brings pain, but alway...
Zion Volante2 months ago
Eve of the Dream
Once upon a dream...I walked in the light of the world. Seeking nothing, and loving all. In everything, thee was the joy of love, the sound of peace, the tranquility of triumph. As a walked upon the p...
Vanquish
The distracted world we live in Is ever so fast paced Going through the ceaseless motions She performs them, yet with grace In the midst of the moment She catches herself in a thought Who am I to be d...
Dive
Once wandering and lost I found you to be the spark Lighting my fire of curiosity Leading me gently through the dark No one can enliven me so deeply So passionately radiating from within For the love ...
Sparks of Indigo
I wake up, once born again In a vast field of wildflowers with bounds of no end I lay in the grass, gazing at the indigo sky Contemplating this time, how will I die? Reflecting from my eyes is blank e...
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Mack Richard2 months ago
Why Was Beauty Not Afraid
His wiry hair stands straight out like he was licked by lightning. His claws part his paw hair like the beak of a chicken through the feathers searching for something to strike. He has never touched m...
Mistress B Delcox2 months ago
Letter Hidden Away
LETTER HIDDEN AWAY Ink in pen I begin the flood My hand writes the words I need to say Every detail now laid bare So you know how you left me in despair I explain why I'm hiding away Why I no longer w...
Anna Flaherty2 months ago
Push and Pull
Push where it hurts, Pull hard on my skirts, Push close against my skin, And pull up sharply on my chin. Mine or yours? The need to go a little faster, Mine or yours? The heavy breathing I cannot help...
Iris 2 months ago
Boylston and Mass Ave.
The smell of the city I got warm feelings from a Mike’s Pastries box on the train Like a warm haze in summer at the docks with a cannoli and a striped umbrella The temporary bliss we lived in Poor as ...
Lexys Sillin2 months ago
A Spot for Everyone
There’s a spot for everyone: Sometimes in the gap of gum where a tooth split. Burly hands tried to guide and slipped in the process. It was an awfully out of place tooth as is. Now, there’s more room ...
Miss Mariah2 months ago
Half Full
I feel like my days are yo-yoing From good to bad Content to wtf Certain to conflicted I can`t seem to find stability Nothing is structurally sound The hours are running together But then the minutes ...
A.R. Marquez2 months ago
Death One Within Blue Heart
This is Blue Heart The dead have risen from their depths Claiming souls with angry jaws White suits litter the chaos with a hail of gunfire Not enough to condemn the mightiest Run to them for savior H...
Maelyn Jeffers2 months ago
Thoughts of the Past
Thoughts of the past Thoughts of the past are keeping me awake Thoughts of the past make me want to scream about the pain in my soul Thoughts of the past make me question my sanity Thoughts of the pas...