Homeless - A Poem

blackangelwings By blackangelwings, 11th Jan 2011 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/n26udmb2/
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Homelessness is a major problem across the world. We cannot afford to judge people on the streets as we have not had the misfortune to walk in their shoes.

Homeless - A Poem

She huddled in the bus shelter, chilled to the bone
So far away from home and completely alone
The people in their houses so warm and dry
That's when it all seemed so clear and she started to cry.

Life can throw some pretty low blows
On a wet face a tear never shows
Lonely for some attention and love
Sometimes asking why? From God up above.

Dwellings across the street warm and inviting,
The cold in her ungloved hands now biting
She guessed it must be dinner time
Through the double glazing it looked like a happy mime
Inside a famlly sitting down, Mum kissing children, Dad acting the clown

So desperate for a hot bath and a filling meal
Lost for a moment in a dream of how good that would feel
For her, damp feet had lost all their feeling
Thoughts of a warm bed for one night so appealing

Did the people in those homes appreciate what they've got
They don't understand her plight, so probably not.
A life on the street could throw you some knocks
Dark, sinister strangers, made your heart wear a lock.

No one knew how her sodden clothes felt
A day with overcast skies from where freezing rain pelts
She couldn't go back to her childhood home
That's where danger, abuse and violence still roam.

The homes opposite with curtains still open wide
Made her think of better days when she still had some pride
Now to beg for change was no longer a daily chore
The people out shopping had so much more

Some swore and said words she could not repeat
Others hurried by or crossed the street
The ones with eyes that looked straight through
Unknowingly inflicted a pain only she knew

Maybe they were embarassed with feelings unclear
But to become invisible was her greatest fear.
Tonight insulated with newspapers salvaged from a bin
She hopes for the better life tomorrow might bring

Now she bravely wipes away tears
Closes her eyes and silences fears
Somehow with returning inner strength
She softly cajoles herself at some length

This homeless person on this rainy night must cope
As for her there's not the luxury of giving up hope.

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Alone, Beggar, Cold, Colds, Danger, Dangerous Environment, Homeless, Homelessness, Poverty, Street

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author avatar blackangelwings
Hi, I have lived all my life in the beautiful county of Gloucestershire in England. I love to write especially poems. I write for fun and to relax but some of my subjects may seem dark. I seem to have the ability to write down and share ideas about ...(more)

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author avatar James R. Coffey
12th Jan 2011 (#)

Sweet sentiment. (You'd be shocked to learn what homeless means in Florida and California.)

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author avatar blackangelwings
12th Jan 2011 (#)

Thankyou for reading.

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author avatar grey
13th Jan 2011 (#)

poverty haunts my country. you see homeless people everywhere, and kids roam around asking for coins when they could've been in school.
i told my professor about the dire system of education in my province once, and i was caught off guard with her answer. she said, "darling, some day i will ask you about what you have done for your people, because being in my class you have to do something about that problem." all i could say was 'yes, ma'am'. i realized then the things i could've done but never did.
we all ought to realize that we are the solution to the problem.

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author avatar Samantha
14th Feb 2013 (#)

i know right xx

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author avatar grey
13th Jan 2011 (#)

poverty haunts my country. you see homeless people everywhere, and kids roam around asking for coins when they could've been in school.
i told my professor about the dire system of education in my province once, and i was caught off guard with her answer. she said, "darling, some day i will ask you about what you have done for your people, because being in my class you have to do something about that problem." all i could say was 'yes, ma'am'. i realized then the things i could've done but never did.
we all ought to realize that we are the solution to the problem.

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author avatar blackangelwings
13th Jan 2011 (#)

wow! I woke up this morning and your words have blown me away.What a 'hands on teacher' you must have had.thankyou for your frank and soul searching reply.thankyou for reading. love and light.

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author avatar Denise O
21st Jan 2011 (#)

Your poem is more than words to me, it is a smack reality that should be thrown in each and every ones face. Most do not take the time to think that at any moment, they too can be on that street. The solution does lay with us. Good read my friend.
Thank you for sharing.:)

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author avatar blackangelwings
21st Jan 2011 (#)

Thankyou for your upliftment. I was given inspiration for this poem by someone at my workplace when they told me of a past experience when they felt very alone (although not homeless). I just felt moved to write. thankyou for reading my friend. love and light.

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author avatar Roshan maind
23rd Nov 2011 (#)

It's a very good poemmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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author avatar Bongelengeles
10th Apr 2012 (#)

I love ur work its a masterpiece

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author avatar Cheryl Martin
30th Jan 2013 (#)

Irene Elizabeth Moody died peacefully on a bus stop bench on Saturday.

thank you for your reminders

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author avatar Boy toy
13th Mar 2013 (#)

I think this poem is very good :-)

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author avatar Boy toy 2
13th Mar 2013 (#)

yes me too! :-)

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author avatar s.williams
5th Mar 2014 (#)

Is this poem published in hard copy? I have a student who would like to perform it at a contest, but it has to be published.

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author avatar blackangelwings
13th Mar 2014 (#)

No I am sorry to say it has not been published in hard copy as yet but the idea of someone wanting to'perform' it makes me proud. I hope they put it on utube anyway so that I can hear someone elses interpretation. thankyou.

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