Poetry Corner "This Night Was Ours"

This Night Was Ours

EJB 4/21/10

(This is the first poem I've written in over a year. It's hard writing poetry when it used to come easily to me but this was written like I how I used to be - off the top, freestyle, no worries about form.)

This night was ours.

We owned every inch from start to finish.

Now we walk as strangers in foreign land,

Wondering when it passed us by

Are we vampires or lost souls?

Either way, we cant wake up and realize its moving time.

Time to fly away

But we're slaves to the thrill

An empty thrill

Thirst no longer satisfied.

But we return every night like drones because we hope

One day, a night will be different

One day, our glory will return

Those new faces will greet us like heroes

But those are far and few

And we return home. Dazed, confused

The night was ours.

These streets were our haven

The escape from worries, the pathway to joy

Every bar was our crowded refuge.

What happened to these familiar sights?

The welcomed hugs turned into cold stares

Go through the motions cause we’re led by hope

Fools marching to the same old drum beat

Remember that night, we walked with pride

Now we walk with insecurity

Yes the night was once ours

But now it’s a lonely reminder of the past.