Homelessness Poems

Homelessness poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of homelessness poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on homelessness are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

Parallel Realities

Parallel Realities long poem

Gripped in the smell of sweat, cat food, and ruin, handing out sandwiches under an overpass each hand-off like a shark strike, the homeless shuffle a variegated line discharging a sullen murmur, attention flitting everywhere, avoiding contact dull eyes, wide

Streets

Streets short poem

Homeless vets fill our streets dealing with addictions they cannot beat Stand on street corners begging for food Often standing with broken down shoes It makes me sad to see what happened to them Returned home to anger and hate

Paul Dice

Paul Dice elegy

A 21st century apostle strove to ease our appalling quandary ameliorating the sensation sans being caught between the devil and the dark blue sea, This tethered to the oblate spheroid earthling doth strive toward savoir-faire re: As the fickle finger

Wired

Wired prose poem

The cough syrup and amphetamine Don’t seem to mix, in nineteen-ninety Six, and I throw up in the Communal showers, from Impurities. The sight Of the silver fish helped. Tony, in room eight, no longer Around. Dragged his corpse From

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Fog

Fog short poem

We all have secrets, don’t we? The secrets which unlock our soul, The mirror, It’s a portal, it’s the key, Shows my spirit, Black as coal. But why mist, why do you block? Let me see the scars so deep.

No Rescue

No Rescue short poem

Civil war: Again you are visiting the childhood.A green pond. Smoke filled eyes ask, what was a home? A black city of white hills. You were climbing on dreams to reach a baby moon. And the night was very long,

The Goddess Of Love

The Goddess Of Love long poem

The exuberant fire that burns within my soul, In that first embrace of a lover’s smile; Shall forever be held, in equality to the power of love. Her servant shall forever wish for her luminous, infallible, tongue. Which speaks of

You Said…

You Said... short poem

You said “You’re an inspiration” I look at you confused, For the words “She’s a drama queen” are all they ever used. You said “You have such focus” I wonder what you see, For they said I lack direction, don’t

Allow Me To Introduce Myself

Allow Me To Introduce Myself prose poem

I am rage mixed with fire. I will arrive in a fury and leave destruction in my wake. I am hurt and abandonment. I will bruise, black and blue, and will pick myself back up. I am skinned knees and

Nature’s Course

Natures Course short poem

It was the middle of winter. A crisp white morning. Birds trilling in high pitched notes. Did their little feet get cold? I wondered, as I walked by listening to their sweet tunes. Deep in thought, a car horn peeped,

Teen Life

Teen Life short poem

What is teenage do you really know? Biologically it’s the time you grow The time when hormones start to flow When when what you feel you can not show. Some say it is the time you start to fight You

The Snubbed Vs The True Love

The Snubbed Vs The True Love prose poem

We make the rejected Love occupy our whole heart , while We ignore the true Love enacting from her heart We dream fantasy and console ourselves for the snubbed Love , while We shatter her dreams and show scant respect

Wish

Wish short poem

I wish I could keep crying, But tears wouldn’t fall off my eyes, That way no one would know How weak and desolate I am inside. I wish I could sing madly when I want to, they wouldn’t hear, That

Rails And Companionship

Rails And Companionship short poem

Made of similar stuff, same strength and length we span miles together with constant gauge distance the gap between is constant neither less nor more connections may come and go but our destination is same Aligned and fixed rigidly for

Ode To My Father

Ode To My Father ode

My father once said to me before he laid to rest one day; “Be good my child at your deeds, but none should use you indeed. Being loving is the greatest gift, mankind is running short of it. Let no

My Innocent Dove

My Innocent Dove ode

She came to visit me from America, Everybody shouted, she is my replica. She is very pretty, white and pink, She wore her jacket, made of mink. My little lady always looked very busy, Serving tea with her beautiful tea-cosy.

Featureless And White

Featureless And White short poem

This night of the long vigil has betrayed my soul. Columns of smoke arise from the landscape of shrines. There is no need now, to sing the praise of oblique wars. Truth has made a big dent in my heart.

A Slender Orator’s Spell

A Slender Orators Spell short poem

Chill breeze through the casements blows towards the listeners drowsy essay to muse perceptives profuse in wide application to the cosmos where the dazzling figures sway from one space to another on water that is devoid of meddling concepts. Here

All About Life

All About Life short poem

life is a beautiful and precious gift given by god, That gives us a chance to live as we like. Sometimes it make us feel like teeny-weeny pot. Though we are unsuccessful, But we try our best to be successful.

The Unsung Song

The Unsung Song long poem

Like a moth inside the cocoon, Waiting to kiss the bright sun, Growing its wings in silence, Slowly losing its innocence. The girl next to me seems pretty, My talks to her sweet and witty, I learned a new word

Figure Out The Danger

Figure Out The Danger short poem

Dedicated to Chief Raoni of the Kayapo in the Amazon rainforest Is greed for money stronger than our signature? They wish to cut the trees to produce goods and furniture They will lose oxygen. This is a fact Chief Raoni

Puzzle-o-pia

Puzzle o pia short poem

A darling princess named puzzle-o-pia Of puzzles, she had a cornucopia When she solved them, she was in utopia The Queen worried her daughter, would get myopia! Losing her most precious puzzle, this was the little girl’s phobia So she

This Is Not Another Love Song

This Is Not Another Love Song long poem

Well and it’s a winter wonderland tonight by the light of a bright full moon but THIS IS NOT ANOTHER LOVE SONG oh no it’s more like a dagger through the heart and a ghost from the past come home,

I Will Die For You!

I Will Die For You! long poem

Well and if you should come while I am asleep Lord I want you to know I never meant to fall off the band Wagon. If I have to live through the 7 year tribulation And Christian persecution, famine and

Saga With Durga

Saga With Durga short poem

They were fated to face that minor road mishap The vehicle got tripped due to use of sudden brake It was August 1997, when my parents traveled by that cab Ignoring evil Oman earlier, my father left home without shake

Atonement

Atonement short poem

I have Killed and pillaged Plundered and pilloried Raped and destroyed Beauty and innocence In its purest form Nature… Her plaintive cries When she trembled And quaked And melted, Her pleas Have I ignored And now I must pay. Through

Prior To The Twilight

Prior To The Twilight short poem

In the silence of the blue ocean tides, As the water sweeps on the sea rides I feel you are with me; holding my hands, Walking slowly along the cold wet sands, Knowing that one fine dawn we shall meet.

And Yet The Battle Rages On

And Yet The Battle Rages On long poem

His uniform starched and ironed parade style proudly, he stepped down from the squad van Nothing depicts him from the regular combatant except the fiber helmet, considering the hazard of his job; this looks pretty light, one would say He

Forced To Stay Awake

Forced To Stay Awake short poem

The weather is not letting me sleep in peace, Humidity seems monsoon’s closest niece. Last two days I am kept awake all night, And had to tolerate an absconded fight, With the humidity that prevails till now, I have to

Walking Wilderness

Walking Wilderness short poem

It crashed like a chandelier my dream. Becoming wet, into unhealing existence. I was expecting a landfall by burst of flames. Grieving for a lost generation, a meaningless exit from the stage of bites and suffering. Can you reverse this

Emptiness

Emptiness short poem

Saturday evenings reek of stale words, aching bones and a running out of things to feel dressed in a darkness where your silence meets mine and no sound seeps in through the fine crisscross weave of the blanket soggy with

If I Could Fly

If I Could Fly short poem

If I could fly, I would fly so high. Way above the ominous sky. Higher than the eagle’s cry. Higher, higher, oh why can’t I! Up to space? I sure would try. Even if it meant I’d die. As I

Four Metaphors About The Moon

Four Metaphors About The Moon prose poem

I. My heart is a well within which clear waters rise if it rains, mixed with mud. The moon inside it grows and dwindles continuously. She breaks for me her bread, I share with her my water. The more dreams

New Moon Spell

New Moon Spell short poem

NEW MOON SPELL in the backwoods of the Louisiana bayou, voodoo is alive and well… Calling on fire, wind, earth and water in the shadow of the torch lights as the dance of the dead is danced, caught up in

Let Your Love Come Alive

Let Your Love Come Alive long poem

Well I just don’t understand people these days Always in a hurry, kind less and rude for One reason or another, I’m not saying I’m Perfect by no means but I try to treat people The way I’d want them

Do You?

Do You? short poem

Do you keep your faith When you encounter a wraith? Or do you turn back and run, Leaving all work undone? Do you see light At the end of a fight? Or is it the pain Causing all disdain? Do

Words To Me…..!

Words To Me.....! short poem

“I see words…….. psychedelic words…. fluttering all around and I am stupefied! for they are talking……. like I don’t exist and they ignore like I don’t matter! But they don’t go away even when I scream and shut my eyes

Like A Blind Man’s Tears

Like A Blind Mans Tears short poem

Some faces Will never see ’em again Nights of those summer Will never ever be the Same Some stories Will never paint rainbow in our heart oh silly reasons Will never break us apart Now going to tread the future

Autumn!

Autumn! sonnet poems

Those leaves weren’t few that shed away But down alive, not much could stay Few were tramped, few had dried It isn’t, that they never tried Few were blown, few were crushed At nights they lived, as roads were hushed

God Is A Smoker

God Is A Smoker short poem

Some believe God to be a broker, Who fulfills desires on demand, But I know him to be a smoker, With a lit cigarette in his hand. We are nothing but ash and fire, A byproduct of his bad habit,