My first poetry piece. I got inspiration from the single streelight in my neighborhood, and I compared it it myself and how I felt about moving here away from where I lived all my life.
Walking down these dark lonely roads,
Wondering why I need to go,
Going to my final destination,
To which I have no relation.
All these things that I have here,
Have no hold on the things I hold dear.
As I continue down this road,
I see a silhouette begin to unfold,
The silhouette of a lonely Streetlight,
And I realize that we are alike.
Stuck in same place,
Like the lightbulb that isn't replaced.
As I look up at that dim, yellow light,
I just wish I could take flight.
I could get away from that yellow glow,
Get out of this stale flow,
Fly back home to those who mean the most to me,
But to get free, that's the key.
So as I walk throught the night,
I decide
I won't be that lonely Streetlight.
My first poetry piece. I got inspiration from the single streelight in my neighborhood, and I compared it it myself and how I felt about moving here away from where I lived all my life.
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This is really beautiful! I can feel the depth of emotion in this poetry.
I can understand and relate to this poem, like a streetlight, all alone.
It also seems as if that lonely streetlight wants to be free but unable to take flight.
Lucky you, you have two legs to bring you anywhere you wish to go! :D
I've moved from my home too.
Florida was my home and i miss it.
I can completely relate to how you feel, you expressed it perfectly and it made me really think about everything i miss.
Good luck with not being that lonely street lamp.
This is really beautiful! I can feel the depth of emotion in this poetry.
I can understand and relate to this poem, like a streetlight, all alone.
It also seems as if that lonely streetlight wants to be free but unable to take flight.
Lucky you, you have two legs to bring you anywhere you wish to go! :D
Excellent piece. Very astute to take an everyday thing such as a streetlight and apply and write a comparision to your life. You've created quite a sense of detachment in this write. Liked the last line- determination and hope. Nice job.
I moved from the home I'd known for 14 years right before my final year of high school was about to begin, so I know that loneliness you are comparing to a lone streetlamp. This one hit me hard, you have a talent ^-^
You already know I love this Micco! You use a really great symbol for your loneliness, the solitary streetlight. But it's the last two lines that make the whole thing, because it has so much hope! Thanks for inspiring me to try again and not become that lonely streetlight too!
I love this. It flows so well and has great imagery. It is empowering at the end how you decide you will not become that lonely streetlight. Its a poem that many can relate to. Nicely done.
Hey there, happy that someone is reading this. :) My name is Micco. I've always loved reading, and decided at a young age that I liked writing too. I could write long stories, but they didn't have a v.. more..