Lost in the Last Night

Lost in the Last Night

I was lost last night… but this isn’t an unusual occurrence… just that my mind tends to go through a disturbance… all of my thoughts just jumble together and become convergent.

Being lost at night… with no sense of direction I’e been losing this fight… I’ve been looking in the sky searching for the North Star so it can assure me that everything will be alright… I’ve been trying to send these feelings on a rocket and take flight… but they never leave cause it holds on to me tight.

When it’s night it means it’s dark, no one can see your tears… gripping onto words with your ears… walking closer to your greatest fears… climbing up these spiral stairs hoping the answer will be right there… but maybe I should take my place on the throne and be the last heir.

So yes I got lost inlets night…. but there was no fright…only the crescent moons been my only source of light… I always wondered if the sun will ever accept my invite…lets see if the sun will say no or actually be polite.

Reviews

[Bhuyanshi Talukdar]

Your poem is a moving expression of the feelings of being lost and alone, and the struggle to find direction and purpose in life. The use of vivid imagery, such as the search for the North Star and the spiral stairs, creates a sense of both confusion and hope, while the repetition of the idea of "night" adds a touch of mystery and introspection. Your words convey a sense of both vulnerability and strength, and the final lines, "lets see if the sun will say no or actually be polite," are both inspiring and thought-provoking. Your poem is a testament to the power of perseverance to help us find our way, and to the importance of cherishing the moments we have with ourselves.

[NelliKong]

Thank you so much for the great feedback. I appreciate this as a writer.