Long Poems About Homelessness
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Long poems about homelessness. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
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
shadow_starzzz
Poem Published
13th Dec 2024 00:19am
13th Dec 2024 00:19am
Disgust
#homelessness
#poverty
96 reads
5 Comments
GabyCamargoMiaw
G
G
Poem Published
19th Oct 2024 7:27pm
19th Oct 2024 7:27pm
Lost Boy
Among the shadows where the silence breathes,
A lost boy walks, torn like autumn leaves
With haunted eyes, echoes of pain
Looking for shelter down the pouring rain
Once a dreamer in a world so vile,
Now, a wanderer with nowhere to hide
He's endured the harm of many hearts unkind,
Yet his spirit wishes for a chance to rise
Through nights of darkness, inhaling your fear,
Crystal ghosts haunt you; I feel you near
Each scar a story, each tear a song,
In a world that feels so painfully wrong
Stolen...
A lost boy walks, torn like autumn leaves
With haunted eyes, echoes of pain
Looking for shelter down the pouring rain
Once a dreamer in a world so vile,
Now, a wanderer with nowhere to hide
He's endured the harm of many hearts unkind,
Yet his spirit wishes for a chance to rise
Through nights of darkness, inhaling your fear,
Crystal ghosts haunt you; I feel you near
Each scar a story, each tear a song,
In a world that feels so painfully wrong
Stolen...
#addiction
#drugs
#healing
#homelessness
#support
267 reads
3 Comments
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
ExercisingDemons
Poem Published
17th Aug 2024 7:32pm
17th Aug 2024 7:32pm
Poet on a Road who Shoulda known Better than to ask for a Hug
BEAUTY sewn into flesh and bone of my demons is
often ignored or overlooked by those holding
bible books, hoping
for halos gleaming
UGLINESS honed by those in 'blessed' clothes preaching is
often swept into holes,
mine stays violently bleeding
KINDNESS shown by us messes
erodes each season,
these acts
often deplored or mistook by brashly bold, those
liable to poke the...
often ignored or overlooked by those holding
bible books, hoping
for halos gleaming
UGLINESS honed by those in 'blessed' clothes preaching is
often swept into holes,
mine stays violently bleeding
KINDNESS shown by us messes
erodes each season,
these acts
often deplored or mistook by brashly bold, those
liable to poke the...
#beauty
#homelessness
#LifeAsAWriter #sadness
#LifeAsAWriter #sadness
196 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
28th Jul 2024 11:20pm
28th Jul 2024 11:20pm
A Tuesday in July at 6:28 am (Part 2)
On my second day out on the Atlantic City Boardwalk, I headed down towards the Claridge Hotel and Brighten Park. As seen in the picture. The Claridge was once a Hotel/Casino from 1981 to 2014. Since 2014 the Claridge operates as a hotel.
Brighten Park which is adjacent to the hotel sits right off the Boardwalk. This park is home to the Korean War Veterans Memorial which was decicated in July of 2000. Sadly, as I was admiring the wall and statues, about six or seven people were shooting up on the concrete steps. Horrible to see & witness. These were a mix of older & younger...
Brighten Park which is adjacent to the hotel sits right off the Boardwalk. This park is home to the Korean War Veterans Memorial which was decicated in July of 2000. Sadly, as I was admiring the wall and statues, about six or seven people were shooting up on the concrete steps. Horrible to see & witness. These were a mix of older & younger...
#addiction
#city
#homelessness
#nonfiction
#TruthOfLife
136 reads
5 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
25th Aug 2023 7:03pm
25th Aug 2023 7:03pm
Purple Reign
If Heaven could only hear me
The world would be a better place to roam as we breathe
Can you hear me now
I heard the bullets flying in the inner cities, state to state, town to town
Do you not see the children wandering in the street
The men in blue with guns drawn as my soul they take turns to beat
A bird can fly, yet has no dreams
I walk in fear with love, compassion, to find peace in greener pastures of serene
One person I stand against the multitude
Yet, within the palm of my hands,...
The world would be a better place to roam as we breathe
Can you hear me now
I heard the bullets flying in the inner cities, state to state, town to town
Do you not see the children wandering in the street
The men in blue with guns drawn as my soul they take turns to beat
A bird can fly, yet has no dreams
I walk in fear with love, compassion, to find peace in greener pastures of serene
One person I stand against the multitude
Yet, within the palm of my hands,...
#politics
#homelessness
#MentalHealth
#poverty
#sun
464 reads
goldenmyst
Poem Published
24th Jul 2023 3:22am
24th Jul 2023 3:22am
Smoky Bourbon Years - Complete Rewrite for Clarity
Smoky Bourbon Years
My smoky bourbon lady puts her hand on my arm like a priestess blessing me. And sweet jazz from a distant club seeps through the open window to caress my innermost thoughts along with her tender touch that warms me like a barrel fire for homeless wraiths in a back alley of winter.
But the throb of my heart beats to her metronome and finds solace in the embrace of her smile, a grin that checks me into her villa of love whose room key is mine to hold. And I hold her deep in the night when love is an apostasy whose gnostic allure...
My smoky bourbon lady puts her hand on my arm like a priestess blessing me. And sweet jazz from a distant club seeps through the open window to caress my innermost thoughts along with her tender touch that warms me like a barrel fire for homeless wraiths in a back alley of winter.
But the throb of my heart beats to her metronome and finds solace in the embrace of her smile, a grin that checks me into her villa of love whose room key is mine to hold. And I hold her deep in the night when love is an apostasy whose gnostic allure...
#love
#romantic
#city
#homelessness
#nostalgia
296 reads
6 Comments
GraveRaven
Poem Published
8th Jul 2023 9:55am
8th Jul 2023 9:55am
Homeless on the streets
In the depths of a concrete jungle, where dreams are undone,
Where shadows dance with broken souls, beneath a cold, stark sun,
There lies a world forgotten, where strength and hope collide,
A realm of darkness and despair, where life's harsh truths reside.
Today, I wandered down those streets, where desperation thrives,
To feel the pulse of life's raw truth, where no one really thrives,
I pondered on the homeless souls, their existence cast aside,
The struggles they face daily, as the world turns a blind eye.
For what is life without a roof,...
Where shadows dance with broken souls, beneath a cold, stark sun,
There lies a world forgotten, where strength and hope collide,
A realm of darkness and despair, where life's harsh truths reside.
Today, I wandered down those streets, where desperation thrives,
To feel the pulse of life's raw truth, where no one really thrives,
I pondered on the homeless souls, their existence cast aside,
The struggles they face daily, as the world turns a blind eye.
For what is life without a roof,...
#sadness
#homelessness
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#poverty
467 reads
4 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
7th Jul 2023 11:29pm
7th Jul 2023 11:29pm
Rusty Fulcrum
No one laughs
watching a homeless lady
agonize to cross the street
at a snail’s pace
except for a lone dude
in the park
He shifts his weight from the bench,
stands on both legs
and decides to use humor
to cover whatever triggered
the uncomfortable knot
curling its fist in his chest.
He makes a joke
about homelessness
and laughs.
Riddles the poor
lazy leeches sucking taxes
from the working class
and laughs.
My compassion uncoils itself
as an aching frond— ...
watching a homeless lady
agonize to cross the street
at a snail’s pace
except for a lone dude
in the park
He shifts his weight from the bench,
stands on both legs
and decides to use humor
to cover whatever triggered
the uncomfortable knot
curling its fist in his chest.
He makes a joke
about homelessness
and laughs.
Riddles the poor
lazy leeches sucking taxes
from the working class
and laughs.
My compassion uncoils itself
as an aching frond— ...
#bullying
#homelessness
#poverty
598 reads
9 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
2nd Jun 2023 6:17am
2nd Jun 2023 6:17am
fury of the friendless
Death takes in many people, but still lives alone.”
―Anthony Liccione
unless
i endeavour to be
fearless,
distress
is my only vacant
fortress.
blindness
is the sighted man's un-
kindness,
...
―Anthony Liccione
unless
i endeavour to be
fearless,
distress
is my only vacant
fortress.
blindness
is the sighted man's un-
kindness,
...
#loneliness
#friendship
#LifeStruggles #homelessness
#LifeStruggles #homelessness
261 reads
6 Comments
FriendlyFlame
Poem Published
19th Feb 2023 5:40am
19th Feb 2023 5:40am
"Get It Out!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Lights flicker…
Jingle Jang of the keys,
About every fifteen.
Chaos and comatose;
No sleep for lord who knows,
Stuck in a pendulum swing.
Jingle jang,
Go the keys.
Stuck in a loop;
Visions from unwanted ketamine,
At only Eighteen,
Drizzled into my leg,
Needled in circlets of slicing flesh,
Calm, Chained and Detained as I was…
I wondered, why the man in uniform and health chose to drug me so severely. ...
Lights flicker…
Jingle Jang of the keys,
About every fifteen.
Chaos and comatose;
No sleep for lord who knows,
Stuck in a pendulum swing.
Jingle jang,
Go the keys.
Stuck in a loop;
Visions from unwanted ketamine,
At only Eighteen,
Drizzled into my leg,
Needled in circlets of slicing flesh,
Calm, Chained and Detained as I was…
I wondered, why the man in uniform and health chose to drug me so severely. ...
#Christian
#homelessness
#memories
#art
#SelfDiscovery
286 reads
1 Comment
DU Poetry : Long Poems About Homelessness
