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.

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.

 

Author's Note

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.

Reviews

[Aranee]

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

[deeps]

Wow! This is one powerful emotional write here;
I can feel the emotion you have poured out!
Written and expressed so well!

[ace]

great use of imagery to show ur wanting to escape good work

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This piece is full of great imagery. Good job.