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.
MEDICINE
Mind was telling I can make It Grabbed a bottle & I shake It So you know It’s medicine FYI Penicillin Swore to oath & never break It
Haychie_ArtistPublished 36 minutes ago in PoetsThe Art Of Love
A melancholy that won’t go away Hints of red highlights in dark shades of grey Whispering words that we refuse to say Regrets for one’s that have gotten away
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished about 4 hours ago in PoetsArt
Kings come and go But art speaks to the human soul Art is immortality This poem was inspired by a friend asking the question, “I'm good at art but does that even mean anything at the end of the day?”
Atomic HistorianPublished about 8 hours ago in PoetsTwilight's Embrace: A Waiting Heart
In the garden where the twilight sings, She waits beneath the willow’s wings. Her heart, a vessel of longing deep, Awaits the one who haunts her sleep.
Nguyễn Huyền TrâmPublished about 9 hours ago in PoetsShoah
Intimidation >> >> Oversimplification >> >> Elimination. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Matthew FrommPublished about 10 hours ago in PoetsSight Unseen
Once in the little, quiet town of Willowbrook, settled between moving slopes and murmuring backwoods, she carried on with a young lady named Eliza. Eliza was known for her comforting grin and good nature; she was consistently prepared to help anybody out of luck. Despite her euphoria about helping other people, she conveyed calm trouble, a yearning for an affection she had never known yet frequently longed for.
Rony SutradarPublished about 11 hours ago in PoetsBeautifully Tedious
you draw the lines that I fit myself into I remember a time you fit into them, too now these lines criss and cross like a puzzle missing pieces
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished about 15 hours ago in PoetsI Think I Could
i think I could love you And the way you hold your hands when you kiss me How you smile when you catch me watching you I think I could
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished about 15 hours ago in PoetsIt is true?
All over the world, many tales, stories and books have been written about all kinds of sacrifices of women and I also fully respect their sacrifices and I also believe that no world, society and family can survive without women. It is not possible to imagine, but I want to write something here in one line for men also.
Twin Troughs Suez and Panama Canals
Twin Box: Suez and Panama Channels The sun cast a brilliant tint over the immense territory of water as it rose, welcoming the two fantastic accomplishments of human design: the Suez Channel and the Panama Trench. However isolated by huge numbers of miles and various scenes, these two waterways shared a typical bond, for they were the help of worldwide exchange, twin boxes interfacing far off seas.
Rony SutradarPublished about 20 hours ago in PoetsSong
This is a basic poem I don’t know how to write rhymes If everyone ever wonders I just can… sing! * And I lend this hand to music
In Santa Cruz
In Santa Cruz, the border is only a breath away. On these burning summer nights, stormclouds gather after sunset and the road spins out snakebelly white between Tombstone and Nogales. Taking those empty curves through the grasslands you lean had on the gas because . . .
Jean McKinneyPublished a day ago in Poets