Poems about Homelessness and being Homeless
#homelessness
Homelessness poems, poems about being homeless. Poetry about poverty, life on the streets and opinions on how society fails the homeless. Also poems about the personal circumstances which lead people to become homeless.
goldenmyst
Poem Published
Today 6:59am
Today 6:59am
Midnight Blues in New Orleans
Midnight Blues in New Orleans
Degas in his studio
Paints the NOLA cotton exchange
While sad clouds drift
Like floating islands of Bible belt dreams
High on the calluses of blues guitarists
Wailing like the ghosts of Hades
That haunt Claiborne Avenue
Like a hobo with his stove pipe hat
With a bottle of Port to welcome his ship
When he rises from his entombed dreams
Where Jelly Roll Morton was heard
Playing on the victrola
When the scent of whisky poured
From windows to the midnight voodoo
Of a...
Degas in his studio
Paints the NOLA cotton exchange
While sad clouds drift
Like floating islands of Bible belt dreams
High on the calluses of blues guitarists
Wailing like the ghosts of Hades
That haunt Claiborne Avenue
Like a hobo with his stove pipe hat
With a bottle of Port to welcome his ship
When he rises from his entombed dreams
Where Jelly Roll Morton was heard
Playing on the victrola
When the scent of whisky poured
From windows to the midnight voodoo
Of a...
#city
#homelessness
#music
#night
#women
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2025 7:53am
3rd Apr 2025 7:53am
they call the train station crack central (home town observations)
A pigeon was scavenging scraps
along the edge of the drive-thru
while we were waiting in line
for coffee and fries
and I imagined it pecking
on every car door
asking if we had any potato
and salt to spare
The people 'round here
aren't that much different
to that small grey pigeon
scavenging for scraps
and shiny things left on the ground
...
There's a family of shopping trolleys
around the corner from my house
that are filled with molding rubbish
It's only a matter of...
along the edge of the drive-thru
while we were waiting in line
for coffee and fries
and I imagined it pecking
on every car door
asking if we had any potato
and salt to spare
The people 'round here
aren't that much different
to that small grey pigeon
scavenging for scraps
and shiny things left on the ground
...
There's a family of shopping trolleys
around the corner from my house
that are filled with molding rubbish
It's only a matter of...
#addiction
#homelessness
#LifeStruggles #poverty
#LifeStruggles #poverty
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Pishashee
Poem Published
27th Mar 2025 8:14pm
27th Mar 2025 8:14pm
the 80's,
Back in the 80's,
besides the music & concerts.
We didn't know what we were
going to do for the summer
Hopefully, some farmer
would want his bails of hay
stacked up in the loft.
besides the music & concerts.
We didn't know what we were
going to do for the summer
Hopefully, some farmer
would want his bails of hay
stacked up in the loft.
#fairies
#homelessness
#HumanRights
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xthan
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 11:14am
24th Feb 2025 11:14am
Out on these lands
lets pretend
it's easy to face
sharpening ears
listening out for
every breath
they take,
lets pretend
it's easy to
swallow
when it
could be
their last
inhale.
it's easy to face
sharpening ears
listening out for
every breath
they take,
lets pretend
it's easy to
swallow
when it
could be
their last
inhale.
#LifeCycle
#minimalist
#homelessness #suicide
#homelessness #suicide
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
16th Feb 2025 10:36pm
16th Feb 2025 10:36pm
these city streets (and 20 years)
1. 2004 Winter
Nineteen
a lady gave me her neon yellow sweater
on my way out of detox
she heard I was about to be homeless
and didn't want me to be frozen
to the spit stained pavement
before I had a chance
to live through the night
The detox centre
didn't care where I ended up
my week was over
and the rest was up to me
I'd been turned down
by 3 rehab centres that day
and didn't know where
I was going to sleep
I cried into fuzzy yellow
and made frenzied phone calls
a handful...
Nineteen
a lady gave me her neon yellow sweater
on my way out of detox
she heard I was about to be homeless
and didn't want me to be frozen
to the spit stained pavement
before I had a chance
to live through the night
The detox centre
didn't care where I ended up
my week was over
and the rest was up to me
I'd been turned down
by 3 rehab centres that day
and didn't know where
I was going to sleep
I cried into fuzzy yellow
and made frenzied phone calls
a handful...
#homelessness
#hope
#poverty
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3 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2025 2:27am
2nd Jan 2025 2:27am
Home no More
Home no More
The sticker slapped upon my door
Informs me that we have a home no more
Gather up the wife and children with not much more than the clothes that hang off of us
At least it’s summertime I guess we won’t freeze sleeping under the night sky
But the season will change and we don’t have enough blankets to keep us warm
So we go to the shelter that is overflowing
With despair and broken human beings
In the darkness the vultures prey upon the few objects that we still own so we are back out on the cold...
The sticker slapped upon my door
Informs me that we have a home no more
Gather up the wife and children with not much more than the clothes that hang off of us
At least it’s summertime I guess we won’t freeze sleeping under the night sky
But the season will change and we don’t have enough blankets to keep us warm
So we go to the shelter that is overflowing
With despair and broken human beings
In the darkness the vultures prey upon the few objects that we still own so we are back out on the cold...
#children
#despair
#family
#homelessness
#inequality
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 11:57am
30th Dec 2024 11:57am
Draws Down, Face Up
A homeless man in New York found a manhole in the Bronx that was just out of the way enough to offer him some privacy, so he routinely used it as a toilet. One day he lost his balance and was found dead at the bottom of the sewer. Draws down, face up.
#death
#fiction
#homelessness
#ignorance
#satirical
95 reads
13 Comments
Kementic1
Poem Published
25th Dec 2024 00:30am
25th Dec 2024 00:30am
Propaganda
Make America Great Again is that same tired old line
that I ain't buying this time
Selling us another bill of goods
while people go hungry, homeless and shot at in our hoods
Poisoning, land theft. rape and murder are the real parts of the story
of America's so-called glory
We have a 34 count Felon as President Elect
come on now y'all what the heck
The MSM would have you believe a Zebra is a Panda
bc they have sold out and want you to fall for Right Wing-Propaganda
that I ain't buying this time
Selling us another bill of goods
while people go hungry, homeless and shot at in our hoods
Poisoning, land theft. rape and murder are the real parts of the story
of America's so-called glory
We have a 34 count Felon as President Elect
come on now y'all what the heck
The MSM would have you believe a Zebra is a Panda
bc they have sold out and want you to fall for Right Wing-Propaganda
#deception
#homelessness
#politics
#poverty
#power
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2024 6:12am
23rd Dec 2024 6:12am
salt water roads (2022)
These roads hold more weight
than they should
drenched in salt and fear
and daytime panic attacks
Purgatory leaves me breathless
I don't belong here
I shouldn't be here
I don't want to be here
But home isn't four walls
and solid ground
it takes more than that
to make a home
I am by definition homeless
I'm a life shoved into too many bags
I'm a heart that beats for yesterdays
I'm what fate hasn't decided what to do with
These roads become familiar
the map burns itself...
than they should
drenched in salt and fear
and daytime panic attacks
Purgatory leaves me breathless
I don't belong here
I shouldn't be here
I don't want to be here
But home isn't four walls
and solid ground
it takes more than that
to make a home
I am by definition homeless
I'm a life shoved into too many bags
I'm a heart that beats for yesterdays
I'm what fate hasn't decided what to do with
These roads become familiar
the map burns itself...
#homelessness
#LifeStruggles
#memories
195 reads
2 Comments
shadow_starzzz
Poem Published
13th Dec 2024 00:19am
13th Dec 2024 00:19am
Disgust
#homelessness
#poverty
128 reads
5 Comments
Abracadabra
Poem Published
28th Nov 2024 5:19pm
28th Nov 2024 5:19pm
Life Expectancy
In doorway forty three
she clings to cardboard skirts
though homeless is no crime
forgotten is what hurts
But who should rescue
her shortened years
and from their warm beds rise
when barefoot holy
winter's empire
descends unseen
to claim ill fated lives
she clings to cardboard skirts
though homeless is no crime
forgotten is what hurts
But who should rescue
her shortened years
and from their warm beds rise
when barefoot holy
winter's empire
descends unseen
to claim ill fated lives
#homelessness
#inequality
#poverty
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Da_kwesta
Poem Published
13th Nov 2024 10:56am
13th Nov 2024 10:56am
THE HAUNTING
A child's fragile frame, curled tight on the ground,
Silent cries echo, but make no sound.
A vulture waits, patient, cold, and near,
In the heart of despair, death hovers here.
Empty bellies, hollow eyes, too weak to fight,
Life fades slowly under fading light.
The world looks on through a captured lens,
Yet their hunger, their pain—when does it end?
Kevin's eyes, heavy with grief,
Held the burden beyond belief.
A prize in hand, but a heart lost deep,
In shadows where haunted memories creep.
For all who saw, did you...
Silent cries echo, but make no sound.
A vulture waits, patient, cold, and near,
In the heart of despair, death hovers here.
Empty bellies, hollow eyes, too weak to fight,
Life fades slowly under fading light.
The world looks on through a captured lens,
Yet their hunger, their pain—when does it end?
Kevin's eyes, heavy with grief,
Held the burden beyond belief.
A prize in hand, but a heart lost deep,
In shadows where haunted memories creep.
For all who saw, did you...
#corruption
#grief
#homelessness
#HumanRights
#sadness
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