Best Homeless Poems
Homeless Mans Love For His DaughterA homeless man played his guitar,
for coin rewards put in a jar.
A lonely life he always led,
but in his heart a love he had.
This love he thought of all the time,
during the cold days brought sunshine.
His songs were of a girl...
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Categories:
homeless, dad, daughter, fate, longing,
Form:
Rhyme
Lottery Winner Helps HomelessAs I walked into the banquet hall of the
Goodman’s Inn, the first thing that stood
out to me were the eyes of the people. I
felt as though I could actually see hope. Eyes
seemed to sparkle and everyone in the hall
...
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Categories:
homeless, care, celebration, christmas, giving,
Form:
Narrative
A Homeless Man Named RobbieAway to Vermont on a Dr's appointment. Coming back and riding the Ferry to New York my wife Judy and I decided to stop off at Panera Bread for lunch thru the Drive thru. I notice a man counting his few dollars by the drive...
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Categories:
homeless, heartbroken, love,
Form:
Free verse
The Homeless GentlemanA homeless man I saw one autumn night.
No blankets did he have as down fell snow.
A coat he wore. I watched him pull it tight
around his body. Colder it did grow.
The other homeless on the street were few.
I’m sure that to the shelters most had...
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Categories:
homeless, care,
Form:
Rhyme
The Homeless PoetA homeless poet
A few days ago, I was walking home with my dollar store notebook in my hand as I walked. I was deep in thought about how I was going to fill these 250 blank pages. A voice called out to me as I...
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Categories:
homeless, for him, heartbroken, home,
Form:
Narrative
Homeless PeopleWalking on the streets out there
With the little baggage they own,
They walk everywhere
With no where to call home
They are homeless
Who struggles every day
For food and shelter
It's always a battle to pay
They beg for money
To buy food or hot drink
And it's really not funny
If you take...
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Categories:
homeless, poverty,
Form:
Sonnet
A Homeless Man's FinalityHis eyes looked worn and full
of a lonely lifeless existence. Lost
in his world, wandering through.
The heartfelt pains are the
heavy burdens he carries with him.
His body and feet aching from
the miles of foraging through the
cold dark mean, city...
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Categories:
homeless, pain, sad,
Form:
Free verse
HomelessOh, please, drop something in my cup, a bill or batch of change,
to see me smile when I look up...my fear with hope exchange.
A homeless man surely I am, my fate did bad by me;
I am not here to cheat or scam, I have no...
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Categories:
homeless, for him, life, sad,
Form:
Verse
Homeless:I have walked away from all I've known,
I have no place that I can call my home,
The earth was my bed last night hard and dry,
I know not the answers I question why.
People don't approach me when on the road,
The expression on my face bears...
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Categories:
homeless, loneliness,
Form:
Sonnet
I Spoke To a Homeless WomanWhile I stood in line
In a pastry shop
Ahead of me was a -
Homeless woman
She stared at the selection
Inside the showcase
Deciding her choice
We chatted in line
She said" Life is hard
to beg for some coins"
She bought a hot drink
Then a small snack
So before she left
I heard her...
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Categories:
homeless, woman,
Form:
Sonnet
Categories:
homeless, allusion, home,
Form:
Free verse
A Homeless Bride-WI shall daily visit the beauty parlor
And make myself beautiful for you.
I shall never clean the house
So that my skin is not tarred.
I shall ever watch my figure,
Eating calorie less foods and drinks.
I shall stay home all day
And will never be stay at home mom
But...
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Categories:
homeless, funny, home, house, visionary,
Form:
Free verse
City Frozen ColdVerse 1
His coat is torn his
shoes are thin
The cold cuts deep beneath his
skin
Little boy coughs small
hands that shake
Winter's breath is much to hard
To hard to take.
Verse 2
Sidewalk echoes silent
prayers
People pass but no one
cares
Cardboard kingdom borrowed
time
Every step is...
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Categories:
homeless, city, father son, home,
Form:
Elegiac Lyric
Kensington Avenue"Sweet child in time,
you'll see the line
the line that's drawn between
good and bad"
Having cold sweats again in this godforsaken ninety degree heat. Shivering uncontrollably. God, what I'd do for a warm comforter right now. Zombies all around me mumbling incoherent poetry no one understands or...
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Categories:
homeless, emotions,
Form:
Haibun
Beacon Street BluesWhat sort of homeless person would I be
Would I cart all these books everywhere with me
Would I scream and shout to keep the world at bay
Or would I nod and smile by my tin cup each day
Would I dress real well, try to look like...
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Categories:
homeless, blue, horror, poverty, spoken
Form:
Rhyme