Surreal Published by Members Recently Online Poems
#surreal
Impress Upon Perception
as it bends
descending
geometric gravity
spins all around me
saturated in
recycled religions
collapsing, crash
blending beliefs in
cataclysmic relief
foothold wedged
on wind, whirling
quantum stars
release orgasms
organically
free for nothing
left clutching
quenching my
hyperbole
collapsing
left standing
in the rain
descending
geometric gravity
spins all around me
saturated in
recycled religions
collapsing, crash
blending beliefs in
cataclysmic relief
foothold wedged
on wind, whirling
quantum stars
release orgasms
organically
free for nothing
left clutching
quenching my
hyperbole
collapsing
left standing
in the rain
#identity
#spiritual
#LifeChangingMoment
#surreal
#StreamOfConsciousness
628 reads
3 Comments
Impress Upon Perception
as it bends
descending
geometric gravity
spins all around me
saturated in
recycled religions
collapsing, crash
blending beliefs in
cataclysmic relief
foothold wedged
on wind, whirling
quantum stars
release orgasms
organically
free for nothing
left clutching
quenching my
hyperbole
collapsing
left standing
in the rain
descending
geometric gravity
spins all around me
saturated in
recycled religions
collapsing, crash
blending beliefs in
cataclysmic relief
foothold wedged
on wind, whirling
quantum stars
release orgasms
organically
free for nothing
left clutching
quenching my
hyperbole
collapsing
left standing
in the rain
#identity
#spiritual
#LifeChangingMoment
#surreal
#StreamOfConsciousness
628 reads
3 Comments
Impress Upon Perception
as it bends
descending
geometric gravity
spins all around me
saturated in
recycled religions
collapsing, crash
blending beliefs in
cataclysmic relief
foothold wedged
on wind, whirling
quantum stars
release orgasms
organically
free for nothing
left clutching
quenching my
hyperbole
collapsing
left standing
in the rain
descending
geometric gravity
spins all around me
saturated in
recycled religions
collapsing, crash
blending beliefs in
cataclysmic relief
foothold wedged
on wind, whirling
quantum stars
release orgasms
organically
free for nothing
left clutching
quenching my
hyperbole
collapsing
left standing
in the rain
#identity
#spiritual
#LifeChangingMoment
#surreal
#StreamOfConsciousness
628 reads
3 Comments
Impress Upon Perception
as it bends
descending
geometric gravity
spins all around me
saturated in
recycled religions
collapsing, crash
blending beliefs in
cataclysmic relief
foothold wedged
on wind, whirling
quantum stars
release orgasms
organically
free for nothing
left clutching
quenching my
hyperbole
collapsing
left standing
in the rain
descending
geometric gravity
spins all around me
saturated in
recycled religions
collapsing, crash
blending beliefs in
cataclysmic relief
foothold wedged
on wind, whirling
quantum stars
release orgasms
organically
free for nothing
left clutching
quenching my
hyperbole
collapsing
left standing
in the rain
#identity
#spiritual
#LifeChangingMoment
#surreal
#StreamOfConsciousness
628 reads
3 Comments
Impress Upon Perception
as it bends
descending
geometric gravity
spins all around me
saturated in
recycled religions
collapsing, crash
blending beliefs in
cataclysmic relief
foothold wedged
on wind, whirling
quantum stars
release orgasms
organically
free for nothing
left clutching
quenching my
hyperbole
collapsing
left standing
in the rain
descending
geometric gravity
spins all around me
saturated in
recycled religions
collapsing, crash
blending beliefs in
cataclysmic relief
foothold wedged
on wind, whirling
quantum stars
release orgasms
organically
free for nothing
left clutching
quenching my
hyperbole
collapsing
left standing
in the rain
#identity
#spiritual
#LifeChangingMoment
#surreal
#StreamOfConsciousness
628 reads
3 Comments
Imaginary Friends
~ Written on the 27th of September 2008 ~~
◗♪♫♬
I'm always walking. Somewhere.
Trying to reach my imaginary friends.
I can see them. They're flying
around me and around my hands.
But when I stretch my arm,
I realise. They aren't here.
Well, they maybe aren't far.
They aren't near...
I'm walking. Somewhere.
And it's always the same.
I can't find them. Anywhere..
Isn't it a shame?
My warm smiles, my rainbows,
Everything's lost in the hole.
Heartless plays with voodoo dolls ...
◗♪♫♬
I'm always walking. Somewhere.
Trying to reach my imaginary friends.
I can see them. They're flying
around me and around my hands.
But when I stretch my arm,
I realise. They aren't here.
Well, they maybe aren't far.
They aren't near...
I'm walking. Somewhere.
And it's always the same.
I can't find them. Anywhere..
Isn't it a shame?
My warm smiles, my rainbows,
Everything's lost in the hole.
Heartless plays with voodoo dolls ...
#loneliness
#friendship
#dreams
#FeelingLost
#surreal
343 reads
4 Comments
Imaginary Friends
~ Written on the 27th of September 2008 ~~
◗♪♫♬
I'm always walking. Somewhere.
Trying to reach my imaginary friends.
I can see them. They're flying
around me and around my hands.
But when I stretch my arm,
I realise. They aren't here.
Well, they maybe aren't far.
They aren't near...
I'm walking. Somewhere.
And it's always the same.
I can't find them. Anywhere..
Isn't it a shame?
My warm smiles, my rainbows,
Everything's lost in the hole.
Heartless plays with voodoo dolls ...
◗♪♫♬
I'm always walking. Somewhere.
Trying to reach my imaginary friends.
I can see them. They're flying
around me and around my hands.
But when I stretch my arm,
I realise. They aren't here.
Well, they maybe aren't far.
They aren't near...
I'm walking. Somewhere.
And it's always the same.
I can't find them. Anywhere..
Isn't it a shame?
My warm smiles, my rainbows,
Everything's lost in the hole.
Heartless plays with voodoo dolls ...
#loneliness
#friendship
#dreams
#FeelingLost
#surreal
343 reads
4 Comments
Imaginary Friends
~ Written on the 27th of September 2008 ~~
◗♪♫♬
I'm always walking. Somewhere.
Trying to reach my imaginary friends.
I can see them. They're flying
around me and around my hands.
But when I stretch my arm,
I realise. They aren't here.
Well, they maybe aren't far.
They aren't near...
I'm walking. Somewhere.
And it's always the same.
I can't find them. Anywhere..
Isn't it a shame?
My warm smiles, my rainbows,
Everything's lost in the hole.
Heartless plays with voodoo dolls ...
◗♪♫♬
I'm always walking. Somewhere.
Trying to reach my imaginary friends.
I can see them. They're flying
around me and around my hands.
But when I stretch my arm,
I realise. They aren't here.
Well, they maybe aren't far.
They aren't near...
I'm walking. Somewhere.
And it's always the same.
I can't find them. Anywhere..
Isn't it a shame?
My warm smiles, my rainbows,
Everything's lost in the hole.
Heartless plays with voodoo dolls ...
#loneliness
#friendship
#dreams
#FeelingLost
#surreal
343 reads
4 Comments
Imaginary Friends
~ Written on the 27th of September 2008 ~~
◗♪♫♬
I'm always walking. Somewhere.
Trying to reach my imaginary friends.
I can see them. They're flying
around me and around my hands.
But when I stretch my arm,
I realise. They aren't here.
Well, they maybe aren't far.
They aren't near...
I'm walking. Somewhere.
And it's always the same.
I can't find them. Anywhere..
Isn't it a shame?
My warm smiles, my rainbows,
Everything's lost in the hole.
Heartless plays with voodoo dolls ...
◗♪♫♬
I'm always walking. Somewhere.
Trying to reach my imaginary friends.
I can see them. They're flying
around me and around my hands.
But when I stretch my arm,
I realise. They aren't here.
Well, they maybe aren't far.
They aren't near...
I'm walking. Somewhere.
And it's always the same.
I can't find them. Anywhere..
Isn't it a shame?
My warm smiles, my rainbows,
Everything's lost in the hole.
Heartless plays with voodoo dolls ...
#loneliness
#friendship
#dreams
#FeelingLost
#surreal
343 reads
4 Comments
Imaginary Friends
~ Written on the 27th of September 2008 ~~
◗♪♫♬
I'm always walking. Somewhere.
Trying to reach my imaginary friends.
I can see them. They're flying
around me and around my hands.
But when I stretch my arm,
I realise. They aren't here.
Well, they maybe aren't far.
They aren't near...
I'm walking. Somewhere.
And it's always the same.
I can't find them. Anywhere..
Isn't it a shame?
My warm smiles, my rainbows,
Everything's lost in the hole.
Heartless plays with voodoo dolls ...
◗♪♫♬
I'm always walking. Somewhere.
Trying to reach my imaginary friends.
I can see them. They're flying
around me and around my hands.
But when I stretch my arm,
I realise. They aren't here.
Well, they maybe aren't far.
They aren't near...
I'm walking. Somewhere.
And it's always the same.
I can't find them. Anywhere..
Isn't it a shame?
My warm smiles, my rainbows,
Everything's lost in the hole.
Heartless plays with voodoo dolls ...
#loneliness
#friendship
#dreams
#FeelingLost
#surreal
343 reads
4 Comments
Midnight Paradox
Midnight Paradox
Eyebrows penciled in sharp scimitars
Of midnight sultana whose Venus marbles
Peer-like orbs from paradise
Past lashes that whip male dreams
With stolen lipstick trails
That gather frozen roses
Like cool menthol flowers
Whose petals pump love
Between pages of a memory book
Deep in trance beat
To the tune of occult chants
While roseate pentagrams blossom
In tresses born to fly
Eyebrows penciled in sharp scimitars
Of midnight sultana whose Venus marbles
Peer-like orbs from paradise
Past lashes that whip male dreams
With stolen lipstick trails
That gather frozen roses
Like cool menthol flowers
Whose petals pump love
Between pages of a memory book
Deep in trance beat
To the tune of occult chants
While roseate pentagrams blossom
In tresses born to fly
#romantic
#erotic
#beauty
#sensual
#surreal
216 reads
0 Comments
Midnight Paradox
Midnight Paradox
Eyebrows penciled in sharp scimitars
Of midnight sultana whose Venus marbles
Peer-like orbs from paradise
Past lashes that whip male dreams
With stolen lipstick trails
That gather frozen roses
Like cool menthol flowers
Whose petals pump love
Between pages of a memory book
Deep in trance beat
To the tune of occult chants
While roseate pentagrams blossom
In tresses born to fly
Eyebrows penciled in sharp scimitars
Of midnight sultana whose Venus marbles
Peer-like orbs from paradise
Past lashes that whip male dreams
With stolen lipstick trails
That gather frozen roses
Like cool menthol flowers
Whose petals pump love
Between pages of a memory book
Deep in trance beat
To the tune of occult chants
While roseate pentagrams blossom
In tresses born to fly
#romantic
#erotic
#beauty
#sensual
#surreal
216 reads
0 Comments
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