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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TikTok
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universal love
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please join today
I’m fighting for TikTok
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#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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Perfectly intact
I plead insanity.
By now I should have learned.
Happiness is not for me.
I'm here to get burned.
It's so melodic.
My heart drums a sullen beat.
A tempo so despotic.
Victory song of self defeat.
I'm Insufferable.
Thus should suffer being weak.
Designed irreparable.
Another fix is all I seek.
It's narcotic.
Now it wears my skin.
Discordant harmonic.
Bound to kill me from within.
I fill the interim.
Like a space that isn't there.
Shows my delirium.
You're not...
By now I should have learned.
Happiness is not for me.
I'm here to get burned.
It's so melodic.
My heart drums a sullen beat.
A tempo so despotic.
Victory song of self defeat.
I'm Insufferable.
Thus should suffer being weak.
Designed irreparable.
Another fix is all I seek.
It's narcotic.
Now it wears my skin.
Discordant harmonic.
Bound to kill me from within.
I fill the interim.
Like a space that isn't there.
Shows my delirium.
You're not...
#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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Lost Souls _ with "Adagio"
sunken within the consuming mist,
eyes turning blear,
mind clouded and vision dull
of lost souls in pantomime near,
echoing a fallen tear
hanging on to a shadow's hull.
eyes turning blear,
mind clouded and vision dull
of lost souls in pantomime near,
echoing a fallen tear
hanging on to a shadow's hull.
#FeelingLost
#collaboration
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HURTS
The day begins,
A coffee, a smile into the void.
And positive thoughts, yes.
A smell, and suddenly you get paralyzed,
You shake your head,
You want to continue but there is no turning back,
You put on music, you settle on a corner of the bed,
And you realize that remembering, it still hurts.
A coffee, a smile into the void.
And positive thoughts, yes.
A smell, and suddenly you get paralyzed,
You shake your head,
You want to continue but there is no turning back,
You put on music, you settle on a corner of the bed,
And you realize that remembering, it still hurts.
#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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Just Catching Up/Do Dead People Pray?
Mama,
It’s been a long time since I’ve written, but you are, in fact, a spectator. So you see everything, but you know me. I have to put it all down on paper, and then give it to others because some days it’s the only proof I have that I am anywhere at all.
My body is a locked jaw, grinding teeth to dust, and it’s all to keep something inside. I’m uncertain what will tumble out if I let it all go. Will it have teeth, claws, and green and yellow froth coming from its mouth? Or will it fall to the ground, its mummified parts turning to dust after eons in darkness?
...
It’s been a long time since I’ve written, but you are, in fact, a spectator. So you see everything, but you know me. I have to put it all down on paper, and then give it to others because some days it’s the only proof I have that I am anywhere at all.
My body is a locked jaw, grinding teeth to dust, and it’s all to keep something inside. I’m uncertain what will tumble out if I let it all go. Will it have teeth, claws, and green and yellow froth coming from its mouth? Or will it fall to the ground, its mummified parts turning to dust after eons in darkness?
...
#death
#FeelingLost
#gratitude
#mother
#SelfDiscovery
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The Lady Blue (Torn Between Two Lovers)
I believed Gary when he said we were through so when he showed up at a party Joe and I threw, I was shocked to see him. Not only was he there but he had come alone. I couldn't stop thinking about him and all of the good times we had shared.
Towards the end of the evening, he followed me into the kitchen as I went to get a drink of water from the faucet. I had just set the empty glass in the sink and was turning around when he cornered me in front of the refrigerator.
"You look absolutely stunning," he said pushing me gently against the refrigerator....
Towards the end of the evening, he followed me into the kitchen as I went to get a drink of water from the faucet. I had just set the empty glass in the sink and was turning around when he cornered me in front of the refrigerator.
"You look absolutely stunning," he said pushing me gently against the refrigerator....
#conflict
#FeelingLost
#lover #sex
#lover #sex
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What Made Holly Make That Wish
Holly went into her
room, sat on a
window sill and
watched a bird
flying free in the
air which made
her wish she
could do more
with her life.
room, sat on a
window sill and
watched a bird
flying free in the
air which made
her wish she
could do more
with her life.
#home
#birds
#fiction
#FreeVerse
#FeelingLost
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DU Poetry : Poems About Feeling Lost by Top Critiquers