Popular Surreal Poems
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Sunny Eyes
Sunny eyes beam through this storm of fury.
Before me, the whirling fog illuminates white
at the pulses of lightning from within me.
I do not know what can damper this storm.
What antipsychotic medication can calm!
I prefer to trek on blindly through
the fog of the psychotic episodes -
I as the lightning pulses from my eyes -
my still healthy consciousness illumines
my life’s path before me and it’s scary.
Before me, the whirling fog illuminates white
at the pulses of lightning from within me.
I do not know what can damper this storm.
What antipsychotic medication can calm!
I prefer to trek on blindly through
the fog of the psychotic episodes -
I as the lightning pulses from my eyes -
my still healthy consciousness illumines
my life’s path before me and it’s scary.
#FeelingLost
#FeelingTrapped
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
#surreal
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Yo!
Hi!
If it is on, we go in.
Is it on? It IS on!
So, in we go!
Do go on.
Is he up?
Do it—
he is an ex!
Oh.
So be it.
Aw!
An op, OK?
Ya.
OW!
Is Ma or Pa by me?
My Ma. My Pa.
Er, we go to be.
Ha ha ha.
Mm hm...
da de da,
la de da,
ta ti ta!
As mu is of nu,
mi of pi;
ye go by
on an ox.
To go at it
in an ax,
oi, um... sh!
Ho ho ho.
Ah! Am on it.
It is so... EW!
It is by us....
Hi!
If it is on, we go in.
Is it on? It IS on!
So, in we go!
Do go on.
Is he up?
Do it—
he is an ex!
Oh.
So be it.
Aw!
An op, OK?
Ya.
OW!
Is Ma or Pa by me?
My Ma. My Pa.
Er, we go to be.
Ha ha ha.
Mm hm...
da de da,
la de da,
ta ti ta!
As mu is of nu,
mi of pi;
ye go by
on an ox.
To go at it
in an ax,
oi, um... sh!
Ho ho ho.
Ah! Am on it.
It is so... EW!
It is by us....
#funny
#surreal
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Ode to The Persistence of Memory
tick
tock tock
tick tick
tock |___ tock
tick tick
tock tock
tick
The hands of time keep moving
Without stopping
or s-l-o-w-i-n-g down
But in my mind I’m drawn toward some surreal dream
To somewhere in –
- and out of memory
Maybe it’s the
nostalgia
Maybe it’s...
tock tock
tick tick
tock |___ tock
tick tick
tock tock
tick
The hands of time keep moving
Without stopping
or s-l-o-w-i-n-g down
But in my mind I’m drawn toward some surreal dream
To somewhere in –
- and out of memory
Maybe it’s the
nostalgia
Maybe it’s...
#dreams
#art
#surreal
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Wild With Love
I kiss my Delilah,
Molten love pours from my soul,
Igniting her with sweet madness.
I melt her with flattery,
As fire does to snow,
In wakeful dreams I’m not alone.
Molten love pours from my soul,
Igniting her with sweet madness.
I melt her with flattery,
As fire does to snow,
In wakeful dreams I’m not alone.
#love
#relationships
#surreal
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Rain On Her Lips
Oh, that morning dew on her lips.
Taste of her I long on my lips.
Let it be known to her,
that she is special to me.
Oh, that morning rain from her eyes.
Sight of her tears of joy in her eyes.
Let it be known to her,
that she can cry before me.
Taste of her I long on my lips.
Let it be known to her,
that she is special to me.
Oh, that morning rain from her eyes.
Sight of her tears of joy in her eyes.
Let it be known to her,
that she can cry before me.
#love
#relationships
#surreal
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Alone
I am alone within the remote regions of my mind.
Safely isolated from the judgmental world
where I’m an introvert. This endless seclusion
for a mortal scribing immortal words
is accompanied intimately by lasting loneliness.
Safely isolated from the judgmental world
where I’m an introvert. This endless seclusion
for a mortal scribing immortal words
is accompanied intimately by lasting loneliness.
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#surreal
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