Poems About Feeling Lost by Top Critiquers
#FeelingLost
Poems about feeling lost by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
The man I loved
#FeelingLost
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Dissassociation
To crawl into the rabbit hole, and wither away with wonder.
Pulling me under and in, internal inquisition.
Like curling up without a blanket.
Breathing isn't the same.
What should be common sense, I now question.
I find myself sucking all the air I allow myself.
Hypothesized, ionic, blue, electrical current.
Hypnotic engagement, layers.
Down, swirling, spinning, perception, imagination, all flowing.
I try to stop the gravity of flooding awe, but the unraveling mystery alternates my senses.
It seems as though synesthesia, the...
Pulling me under and in, internal inquisition.
Like curling up without a blanket.
Breathing isn't the same.
What should be common sense, I now question.
I find myself sucking all the air I allow myself.
Hypothesized, ionic, blue, electrical current.
Hypnotic engagement, layers.
Down, swirling, spinning, perception, imagination, all flowing.
I try to stop the gravity of flooding awe, but the unraveling mystery alternates my senses.
It seems as though synesthesia, the...
#prose
#myself
#SelfReflection
#mystery
#FeelingLost
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Pendulum
I can feel the weight of gravity,
it's pressure on my skin,
Living lifetimes in
the past and future
between the pendulums swing.
The self affacing tragedies
The comedies of youth,
The drama's in the romance
The romance in the truth.
Powerless to retain her love
it slips into the night,
Fracturing me like victorian glass,
Oblivions dark delight.
it's pressure on my skin,
Living lifetimes in
the past and future
between the pendulums swing.
The self affacing tragedies
The comedies of youth,
The drama's in the romance
The romance in the truth.
Powerless to retain her love
it slips into the night,
Fracturing me like victorian glass,
Oblivions dark delight.
#breakup
#FeelingLost
#loneliness
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Butterflies don’t get trapped in spider webs, so I must be something different…
this web of my own choosing
I even helped to build
its supporting structure
has upheld me
and those I love
through countless trials
invisible, sticky strings
of friendship
holding tight
preventing flight
I don’t want to tear the fabric
for those who still belong
but they’re too heavy to take with me
I am afraid to fly
alone.
I don’t know where I’m going
and I am afraid to stay
grounded
lest my wings (soul) dry up
drop off
the path...
I even helped to build
its supporting structure
has upheld me
and those I love
through countless trials
invisible, sticky strings
of friendship
holding tight
preventing flight
I don’t want to tear the fabric
for those who still belong
but they’re too heavy to take with me
I am afraid to fly
alone.
I don’t know where I’m going
and I am afraid to stay
grounded
lest my wings (soul) dry up
drop off
the path...
#SelfReflection
#FeelingLost
#escape
#risk
#NaPoWriMo2024
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white shirt...
I am
hanging
on the hanger
of hopes
I am
hiding
in his pretty white shirt
thinking that
he will embrace me
n According to him
I am
the button of his shirt
so if I breaks
and falls at his feet
he will throw me away...
hanging
on the hanger
of hopes
I am
hiding
in his pretty white shirt
thinking that
he will embrace me
n According to him
I am
the button of his shirt
so if I breaks
and falls at his feet
he will throw me away...
#FeelingLost
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Abracadabra
In my fiddle-faddle mind of a broken heart
there were moonbeams at the window once
and stars in Boston rocker chairs
as lights went out with fleeting wings
blowing out life's candle and then you were gone
with the potpourri incense of eternal love
but memories and shadows still sit at my window
in twilight dusk of sifted flowers, rising,
as I whisper, 'abracadabra'
there were moonbeams at the window once
and stars in Boston rocker chairs
as lights went out with fleeting wings
blowing out life's candle and then you were gone
with the potpourri incense of eternal love
but memories and shadows still sit at my window
in twilight dusk of sifted flowers, rising,
as I whisper, 'abracadabra'
#FeelingLost
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hauntingly
alone in this
world
alone between
us
alone within
ourselves
despite the
touching
despite the
feelings
despite the
love
ghost moving
from second
to second
blind
and
lost
world
alone between
us
alone within
ourselves
despite the
touching
despite the
feelings
despite the
love
ghost moving
from second
to second
blind
and
lost
#loneliness
#LifeStruggles
#FeelingLost
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Feelings lost
Feelings lost
Your hand runs across my face, I feel your tender touch, along my shoulders you're still there, is to wish for more to much
Because I know when you touch my chest, soon sensation will be gone, it left the very moment, my spinal chord went wrong
I can feel you kiss me, see the love and desire in your eyes, but no longer will I feel your hand running up my thigh
No more of your soft Velvet touch, no more simple hand resting on my knee, even though I can see your touch, that's all that's left for me
Broken from the chest...
Your hand runs across my face, I feel your tender touch, along my shoulders you're still there, is to wish for more to much
Because I know when you touch my chest, soon sensation will be gone, it left the very moment, my spinal chord went wrong
I can feel you kiss me, see the love and desire in your eyes, but no longer will I feel your hand running up my thigh
No more of your soft Velvet touch, no more simple hand resting on my knee, even though I can see your touch, that's all that's left for me
Broken from the chest...
#sadness
#FeelingLost
#emotional
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The Misfit So Alone
On a sleepless night I recall on the past
Of old days when I was young in school
Of the friendships we thought would last
And how desperately I wanted to be cool
There was something about the in-crowd
And how popular so many wanted to be
And though we never really said it out loud
Some wished to be like them to a degree
It’s in our nature to be accepted
Even if we didn’t know how to speak
Deep down we want to be respected
Flaws and all makes us each unique
This is for the eccentrics and the misfits
To those...
Of old days when I was young in school
Of the friendships we thought would last
And how desperately I wanted to be cool
There was something about the in-crowd
And how popular so many wanted to be
And though we never really said it out loud
Some wished to be like them to a degree
It’s in our nature to be accepted
Even if we didn’t know how to speak
Deep down we want to be respected
Flaws and all makes us each unique
This is for the eccentrics and the misfits
To those...
#music
#memories
#misunderstood
#FeelingLost
#NaPoWriMo2021
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10 Comments
dreaming in melancholy fictions
#love
#grief
#relationships
#lover
#FeelingLost
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4 Comments
Without ropes
Cold steel
Cuts the ropes ...
Where should I go?
Cuts the ropes ...
Where should I go?
#identity
#FeelingLost
#BDSM
529 reads
31 Comments
hope
i hope for the day
that all can be calm
and could be right
that all can be calm
and could be right
#FeelingLost
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DU Poetry : Poems About Feeling Lost by Top Critiquers