Poems About Homelessness Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about homelessness seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
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
64 reads
3 Comments
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
149 reads
2 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
12th Dec 2024 3:44am
12th Dec 2024 3:44am
homeless
the night's
cold is
apparently
unaware
of what
it is
doing
to me,
it is
creeping
onto
my skin,
finding
its way
to
my bones,
and by
morning,
i may be
as cold
as the
night was,
unless the
sun can
save me.
cold is
apparently
unaware
of what
it is
doing
to me,
it is
creeping
onto
my skin,
finding
its way
to
my bones,
and by
morning,
i may be
as cold
as the
night was,
unless the
sun can
save me.
#culture
#homelessness
#identity
#ignorance
#politics
117 reads
15 Comments
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
134 reads
3 Comments
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 7:23pm
6th Nov 2024 7:23pm
Everythings Fine
There are bigger things to worry about than politics or the death of democracy.
Worry about the death of kindness.
Worry about the death of compassion.
Worry about the death of decency.
Worry about the death of yourself.
Or
Don't worry at all.
Look up to the sky
Be amazed and cry.
Isn't that all we've ever wanted
To be amazed.
Worry about the death of kindness.
Worry about the death of compassion.
Worry about the death of decency.
Worry about the death of yourself.
Or
Don't worry at all.
Look up to the sky
Be amazed and cry.
Isn't that all we've ever wanted
To be amazed.
#corruption
#deception
#freedom
#homelessness
#ignorance
95 reads
1 Comment
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
18th Aug 2024 10:15pm
18th Aug 2024 10:15pm
Allow Compassion To Reign Upon Humanity
Devoid of festering and lamented bitter sorrows
Doves soaring in search higher grounds burying turmoil of past tomorrows
The covenant of rainbow between God and man
None holier unto humanity from where we stand
He who seeks shall find peace, within their reach
For the masqueraded, acrimony, rancor, discontent shall never lash the meek
Time is not assured by the human’s mind
Life is the blink of an eye in God’s time
Turn away and allow Sodom and Gomorrah to burn ...
Doves soaring in search higher grounds burying turmoil of past tomorrows
The covenant of rainbow between God and man
None holier unto humanity from where we stand
He who seeks shall find peace, within their reach
For the masqueraded, acrimony, rancor, discontent shall never lash the meek
Time is not assured by the human’s mind
Life is the blink of an eye in God’s time
Turn away and allow Sodom and Gomorrah to burn ...
#homelessness
#rain
#spiritual
277 reads
6 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
14th Aug 2024 9:34pm
14th Aug 2024 9:34pm
Street People
Cold in the crisper dark origins of my mind
haunting the silence of my insanity's curse
hanging on to the pinion of my philosophy
chilling with prostitutes wearing stilettos
with a lusting appetite for insatiable wraith
inbred by lusting undead on Route 66
hanging out with the street people
wearing a faceless shadow in LA...
moving east to Chicago
haunting the silence of my insanity's curse
hanging on to the pinion of my philosophy
chilling with prostitutes wearing stilettos
with a lusting appetite for insatiable wraith
inbred by lusting undead on Route 66
hanging out with the street people
wearing a faceless shadow in LA...
moving east to Chicago
#dark
#homelessness
#LifeStruggles #shadows
#LifeStruggles #shadows
158 reads
4 Comments
darkcloud68
Poem Published
14th Aug 2024 1:55am
14th Aug 2024 1:55am
Injustices
I shall not be blind to injustices, to see that I live comfortably,as it tramples humanity. I say I see to much to be quiet, so I throw my voice into the ocean of injustices to cause ripples, create waves to drown it out. How can I sit quietly as my heart screams out. No Justice no peace, so there is no Justice so I have no peace of mind. Picket signs and riots yelling in my head. If you are quiet in the face of injustices, you hide your face behind the face of comfortability. And if you find comfort in your heart as injustices, stomps at your door. Than you are the face of injustice. In the...
#corruption
#homelessness
#HumanRights
#inequality
#LifeStruggles
254 reads
5 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
4th Apr 2024 12:42pm
4th Apr 2024 12:42pm
Good Times Were They All
Skyscraper shadows and streetlight rendezvouses
pulse through my veins to the rhythmic heartbeat
of the city
Such fond memories, even the struggles were colorful
from the underpass condo and gas station bathing to
mortal combat over a bag of aluminum cans,
good times.
I stare down at her now from a much more elevated
position, but I always see myself looking back at me
We share a smile knowing that we walked a mile
busting out song lyrics in soup kitchen lines
at peace with who we are.
pulse through my veins to the rhythmic heartbeat
of the city
Such fond memories, even the struggles were colorful
from the underpass condo and gas station bathing to
mortal combat over a bag of aluminum cans,
good times.
I stare down at her now from a much more elevated
position, but I always see myself looking back at me
We share a smile knowing that we walked a mile
busting out song lyrics in soup kitchen lines
at peace with who we are.
#peace
#homelessness
#SelfReflection
14 reads
7 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
25th Feb 2024 7:46am
25th Feb 2024 7:46am
Vegan Café Blues Haiku Octet
Vegan Café Blues Haiku Octet
ghost summoned
from ancient labyrinth
Hendrix flame
blue string
beaded in fire
Jimi on guitar
brujo
strums blue guitar
voodoo eclipse
voodoo guitar
jams black magic concert
rocks house of usher
blue Latina
grooves Guadalajara
on neon nirvana
felt coat hobo
crowned in stovepipe hat
king of bourbon street
Marie Laveau
in her midnight labyrinth
séance
smoky rhythm
of boudoir blues
Venus rites
ghost summoned
from ancient labyrinth
Hendrix flame
blue string
beaded in fire
Jimi on guitar
brujo
strums blue guitar
voodoo eclipse
voodoo guitar
jams black magic concert
rocks house of usher
blue Latina
grooves Guadalajara
on neon nirvana
felt coat hobo
crowned in stovepipe hat
king of bourbon street
Marie Laveau
in her midnight labyrinth
séance
smoky rhythm
of boudoir blues
Venus rites
#music
#haiku
#homelessness
#witches
#seductive
164 reads
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
15th Feb 2024 12:06pm
15th Feb 2024 12:06pm
I Once Was Lost
Gone the enchanted days of childhood past
Left bleeding in the streets of the city
For the golden innocence does not last
The concrete and steel bear them no pity
Grievous are the lost souls that hunger so
Amidst the curtain fall of times gone by
Their hearts empty of love they ought to know
Somewhere lost in a looping lullaby
Left lying in the shade of skyscrapers
Escaping the heat of desperation
Faces of death in the asphalt vapores
The fading pulse of a broken nation
They were the future once so brave and bold ...
Left bleeding in the streets of the city
For the golden innocence does not last
The concrete and steel bear them no pity
Grievous are the lost souls that hunger so
Amidst the curtain fall of times gone by
Their hearts empty of love they ought to know
Somewhere lost in a looping lullaby
Left lying in the shade of skyscrapers
Escaping the heat of desperation
Faces of death in the asphalt vapores
The fading pulse of a broken nation
They were the future once so brave and bold ...
#city
#alcohol
#homelessness
88 reads
6 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
27th Oct 2023 8:46am
27th Oct 2023 8:46am
Hungry
Was listening to radio 4
Ready to switch off, as before
As i don't really listen
Fine food programmes, thus missing
I then thought
Of multitudes of hungry folk
Around the globe, especially broke
Looking at a bowl of rice
With delight, how nice
Grateful to be eating that night
Then i remembered
From sometime in my teens
Living in an abandoned car with not a bean
After a week without any food, i weep
And two nights without sleep
Hallucinations commenced with ghosts
Of historical hosts
Both fascinating, and...
Ready to switch off, as before
As i don't really listen
Fine food programmes, thus missing
I then thought
Of multitudes of hungry folk
Around the globe, especially broke
Looking at a bowl of rice
With delight, how nice
Grateful to be eating that night
Then i remembered
From sometime in my teens
Living in an abandoned car with not a bean
After a week without any food, i weep
And two nights without sleep
Hallucinations commenced with ghosts
Of historical hosts
Both fascinating, and...
#LifeStruggles
#food
#homelessness
#LifeAsAWriter
#gratitude
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