Surreal Poems
#surreal
Surreal poems, poetry describing bizarre, unexpected and dreamlike occurrences. Surreal poems exploring the creative potential of the unconscious mind. Also poetry about the Surrealist movement in art and culture.
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
14th Jun 2024 7:42pm
14th Jun 2024 7:42pm
Intoxicated
I possess an illness,
an addiction to your drug.
A sip of rose wine
and conversation intoxicates me,
and I am left craving
the petals of your rose.
Symptoms of loneliness
and the longing for you,
I have no regrets
for my addiction to you.
Your beauty is thus a drug!
Let’s impregnate this idea of us!
an addiction to your drug.
A sip of rose wine
and conversation intoxicates me,
and I am left craving
the petals of your rose.
Symptoms of loneliness
and the longing for you,
I have no regrets
for my addiction to you.
Your beauty is thus a drug!
Let’s impregnate this idea of us!
#addiction
#bipolar
#dark
#MentalHealth
#surreal
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gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
5th Jun 2024 8:13am
5th Jun 2024 8:13am
Traumatically Windblown
Psychosis carried in the gales,
for I am surely windblown,
windward from my own psyche,
where boundaries of reality have eroded.
With concealed hands,
a nonvisual hallucination caresses
the encasement of my soul,
provoking verbal responses.
Nothingness which wreathes around me,
a curve in a state of nonexistence
meandering around my body.
The compass of my soul spins.
Following the scent of nothing,
I steer into my own deception -
into an opaque fog,
distorting my perception.
Blind...
for I am surely windblown,
windward from my own psyche,
where boundaries of reality have eroded.
With concealed hands,
a nonvisual hallucination caresses
the encasement of my soul,
provoking verbal responses.
Nothingness which wreathes around me,
a curve in a state of nonexistence
meandering around my body.
The compass of my soul spins.
Following the scent of nothing,
I steer into my own deception -
into an opaque fog,
distorting my perception.
Blind...
#bipolar
#depression
#MentalHealth
#sadness
#surreal
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Dre_k47
AnDre James
AnDre James
Poem Published
3rd Jun 2024 2:29pm
3rd Jun 2024 2:29pm
Eternal Surrender
In the sanctuary of shared ecstasy, desire’s symphony unfolds,
Your body arches, a willing vessel to his primal pulse,
With every thrust, he delves deeper, igniting a consuming fire.
"Oh God," you moan, a plea that echoes in the shadows,
His thick desire, a forbidden fruit, tantalizes your senses,
A surrender to the raw and untamed.
Like a storm, he plunges deep, a relentless heartbeat against your core,
Each surge of pleasure threatens to shatter you,
Yet you cling to it, teetering on the edge of madness.
He loses...
Your body arches, a willing vessel to his primal pulse,
With every thrust, he delves deeper, igniting a consuming fire.
"Oh God," you moan, a plea that echoes in the shadows,
His thick desire, a forbidden fruit, tantalizes your senses,
A surrender to the raw and untamed.
Like a storm, he plunges deep, a relentless heartbeat against your core,
Each surge of pleasure threatens to shatter you,
Yet you cling to it, teetering on the edge of madness.
He loses...
#erotic
#love
#seductive
#sensual
#surreal
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gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
1st Jun 2024 10:25pm
1st Jun 2024 10:25pm
Into a Surrealist’s Utopia
Part 1
The Realm of Realism (Life in a Tomb)
The Path of Uncertainty
I know this path. This is a path that I’ve walked before. It’s a dark one with an indeterminate end. Me, myself and I think there are some things that are just kept better quiet. I don’t want to be quiet anymore. I want to leave this arctic realm of realism, lower my foot into the warm bath water of surrealism, and be home! Here, I am no one. There, I am someone. Oh, how I hate gazing into the mirror. May as well be prison bars between my Utopian realm and this one. I’ll raise my hand to...
The Realm of Realism (Life in a Tomb)
The Path of Uncertainty
I know this path. This is a path that I’ve walked before. It’s a dark one with an indeterminate end. Me, myself and I think there are some things that are just kept better quiet. I don’t want to be quiet anymore. I want to leave this arctic realm of realism, lower my foot into the warm bath water of surrealism, and be home! Here, I am no one. There, I am someone. Oh, how I hate gazing into the mirror. May as well be prison bars between my Utopian realm and this one. I’ll raise my hand to...
#MentalHealth
#surreal
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missjem56
Poem Published
31st May 2024 5:04pm
31st May 2024 5:04pm
Kangaroos Only Have Two
sub title: "The Mysterious Case, Of The Seven Legged Spider"
At first glance, this may not appear to be that mysterious to the average reader.
The spider in question, may, or may not of been born with a leg missing, and that also, despite having one leg less, than your average spider, he, or she, could scamper, and scuttle across the carpet, at a frightening speed
The universe often attempts to offer a kind of balance, an equillibrium
When visiting another dimension, i think it was the day before yesterday, or maybe the day before, or after that. i stumbled...
At first glance, this may not appear to be that mysterious to the average reader.
The spider in question, may, or may not of been born with a leg missing, and that also, despite having one leg less, than your average spider, he, or she, could scamper, and scuttle across the carpet, at a frightening speed
The universe often attempts to offer a kind of balance, an equillibrium
When visiting another dimension, i think it was the day before yesterday, or maybe the day before, or after that. i stumbled...
#funny
#satirical
#ShortStory #surreal
#ShortStory #surreal
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missjem56
Poem Published
23rd May 2024 4:05pm
23rd May 2024 4:05pm
I'm Pink, But Wish I Was Green
Iwas quite pink at birth
There were other babies
With different shades
The curious thing
Was we were all mute
But sweetly cute
As we wondered who would 'adopt' us
Being pink was good
A popular colour, or so i heard
Yet we were never adopted alone
We were almost identical,
And would normally be sent off in groups,
At about 20-30 at a time
As we were all bundled together
Heading to our final destination
We became quite fearful
And all turned to jelly
Especially
When my black friend
Was chosen first ...
There were other babies
With different shades
The curious thing
Was we were all mute
But sweetly cute
As we wondered who would 'adopt' us
Being pink was good
A popular colour, or so i heard
Yet we were never adopted alone
We were almost identical,
And would normally be sent off in groups,
At about 20-30 at a time
As we were all bundled together
Heading to our final destination
We became quite fearful
And all turned to jelly
Especially
When my black friend
Was chosen first ...
#funny
#satirical
#surreal
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missjem56
Poem Published
12th May 2024 1:41pm
12th May 2024 1:41pm
Gaia The Elf
In a lonely boudoir
On the other side of town
Off a dark desert highway
With no room to frown
Lived an elf
She wandered
And oft wondered
About the meaning of life
Forty-two for her
Wasn't the answer
An answer she could never quite clarify
But still
She asked the questions
Yet until now
Had never found the answer
So she took to drinking mead
And occasionally smoking stuff
And cogitating
The ways of life
And the unpredictability
Of time, and space
Oft looking into her mirror
And seeing...
On the other side of town
Off a dark desert highway
With no room to frown
Lived an elf
She wandered
And oft wondered
About the meaning of life
Forty-two for her
Wasn't the answer
An answer she could never quite clarify
But still
She asked the questions
Yet until now
Had never found the answer
So she took to drinking mead
And occasionally smoking stuff
And cogitating
The ways of life
And the unpredictability
Of time, and space
Oft looking into her mirror
And seeing...
#dreams
#LifeAsAWriter
#surreal
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missjem56
Poem Published
12th May 2024 1:16am
12th May 2024 1:16am
lillyput (5-7-5)
The
Tiger
Lillies
Flowery
lyrical
minds
Singing
clitori
by Jemia
Tiger
Lillies
Flowery
lyrical
minds
Singing
clitori
by Jemia
#funny
#music
#satirical #surreal
#satirical #surreal
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Kinkwizard_95
Poem Published
2nd May 2024 10:59pm
2nd May 2024 10:59pm
Melodies in my mind
Let me take you on a journey
Through music, space and time
From acid house to jungle
I plan to break your mind
Can you feel that bass line
Can you feel this beat
All these musical implements
Make me move with heat
Let me spin a lyric
Let me loose inside the rhyme
Play me all your breaks and boogies
From jazz, rock unto grime
Now let me take you through the score
Treble clef, to bass beyond
Sounds and rhythms ring in your ears
Yet where do they belong
Cry out the chords to...
Through music, space and time
From acid house to jungle
I plan to break your mind
Can you feel that bass line
Can you feel this beat
All these musical implements
Make me move with heat
Let me spin a lyric
Let me loose inside the rhyme
Play me all your breaks and boogies
From jazz, rock unto grime
Now let me take you through the score
Treble clef, to bass beyond
Sounds and rhythms ring in your ears
Yet where do they belong
Cry out the chords to...
#lyrics
#music
#myself
#spiritual
#surreal
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missjem56
Poem Published
30th Apr 2024 10:56pm
30th Apr 2024 10:56pm
Magical Moonlight
Beautiful moon tonight
Perhaps it was wearing socks
Speaking a magic of long gone days
No screeching of the fox
One day, when full
Maidens' growth, wisdom knowledge
Fill her wising eyes
A honeyed moon collage
The mind drifts off, as off it drifts
When the moon is not looking
Like a cuckolding hen
Pirouetting
The moon became quite quiet, and sullen
Drunken pixies running amok
Silhouetted with the gathering fairy folk
Life seems like an illusion
My goblet filled with soft honey
With the...
Perhaps it was wearing socks
Speaking a magic of long gone days
No screeching of the fox
One day, when full
Maidens' growth, wisdom knowledge
Fill her wising eyes
A honeyed moon collage
The mind drifts off, as off it drifts
When the moon is not looking
Like a cuckolding hen
Pirouetting
The moon became quite quiet, and sullen
Drunken pixies running amok
Silhouetted with the gathering fairy folk
Life seems like an illusion
My goblet filled with soft honey
With the...
#beauty
#magic
#moon #surreal
#moon #surreal
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missjem56
Poem Published
30th Apr 2024 10:04pm
30th Apr 2024 10:04pm
Hazy Dazy Days
Awaiting for my mead
It still hasn't come
Perhaps instead heed
I could of had rum
Or vodka, and coke
Ot maybe
Something interesting to smoke
Or reminisce
In an Absynthe daze
Gently floating
Like a puffball cloud
In a surreal haze
My bottles of mead are delivered
They cost alot of money
But they taste so nice
Of alcoholic sweet honey
by Jemia
It still hasn't come
Perhaps instead heed
I could of had rum
Or vodka, and coke
Ot maybe
Something interesting to smoke
Or reminisce
In an Absynthe daze
Gently floating
Like a puffball cloud
In a surreal haze
My bottles of mead are delivered
They cost alot of money
But they taste so nice
Of alcoholic sweet honey
by Jemia
#alcohol
#LifeAsAWriter
#marijuana #surreal
#marijuana #surreal
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missjem56
Poem Published
30th Apr 2024 00:58am
30th Apr 2024 00:58am
Wombatty
The life, and times of a Womblebat
Half Womble, half bat
Underground
Overground
And also the belfry
Womble, large hairy things
Yeti like
Bats, Small skinny things
Mouse like, with wings
How they came to mate
Is currently unknown
But it has been suggested
That a lone wolf Womble
Wandered into a local church
Drank a few bottles of communion wine
Then took a fancy
To a bat
And thus
After an unknown period of time
The first Wombat was born
No further information
Is currently available
All...
Half Womble, half bat
Underground
Overground
And also the belfry
Womble, large hairy things
Yeti like
Bats, Small skinny things
Mouse like, with wings
How they came to mate
Is currently unknown
But it has been suggested
That a lone wolf Womble
Wandered into a local church
Drank a few bottles of communion wine
Then took a fancy
To a bat
And thus
After an unknown period of time
The first Wombat was born
No further information
Is currently available
All...
#funny
#parody
#satirical #surreal
#satirical #surreal
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