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Underneath this old street light,
Bottle in one hand, tin in the other,
Only a shop doorway to run to for cover.

For too many years have I lived on the streets,
The same scruffy shoes barely covering my feet,
My clothes tatty and covered with stains,
Although I look dirty I still feel the pains.

My problems started with the drink,
I should have poured it down the sink,
I lost my house and I lost my wife,
Here I am left with this miserable life.

How I long to sleep in a comfy bed,
Or own a pillow to place under my head,
I own the clothes that I stand up in,
And search for food scraps in the litter bin.

I wonder around begging for money,
Some people laugh, they think it’s funny,
That I can’t afford to buy food,
That I am addicted to drugs and booze.

The drugs help to numb my mind,
Make me forget of the life I left behind,
Some say it’s my own fault I am here,
Because I held the booze so dear.

Some days I can’t remember my own name,
My face tells a tale of hurt, regret and shame,
I am known as the homeless guy,
Tears steam down my face as I sit and I cry.

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The Homeless Guy

Contributed by pixie on Monday, 21st June 2004 @ 11:59:49 AM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



Here I sit night after night,
Underneath this old street light,
Bottle in one hand, tin in the other,
Only a shop doorway to run to for cover.

For too many years have I lived on the streets,
The same scruffy shoes barely covering my feet,
My clothes tatty and covered with stains,
Although I look dirty I still feel the pains.

My problems started with the drink,
I should have poured it down the sink,
I lost my house and I lost my wife,
Here I am left with this miserable life.

How I long to sleep in a comfy bed,
Or own a pillow to place under my head,
I own the clothes that I stand up in,
And search for food scraps in the litter bin.

I wonder around begging for money,
Some people laugh, they think it’s funny,
That I can’t afford to buy food,
That I am addicted to drugs and booze.

The drugs help to numb my mind,
Make me forget of the life I left behind,
Some say it’s my own fault I am here,
Because I held the booze so dear.

Some days I can’t remember my own name,
My face tells a tale of hurt, regret and shame,
I am known as the homeless guy,
Tears steam down my face as I sit and I cry.





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Re: The Homeless Guy (User Rating: 1 )
by deathdrop on Monday, 21st June 2004 @ 12:10:34 PM AEST
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fantastic poem!!!
and very true... but the message is very clear.
i think that this is one of your bests.


Re: The Homeless Guy (User Rating: 1 )
by bernard on Monday, 21st June 2004 @ 12:41:35 PM AEST
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Great poem Trixie you have hit the nail on the head for most down and outs but there are some that are on the streets through no fault of their own. Some do not touch booze or drugs either for that matter. 5/5 for the poem and it's presentation.

bernard.


Re: The Homeless Guy (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Monday, 21st June 2004 @ 01:29:09 PM AEST
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this is so sad makes my heart pine a bit we have a man here who they call Crazy Charlie his story was years ago he was a very smart man a teacher he and his wife and child were driving home one night and a drunk driver hit them they died he lived but with a great deal of problems lives on the streets now very very sad
Michelle


Re: The Homeless Guy (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Monday, 21st June 2004 @ 03:22:46 PM AEST
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Excellent poem, Pixie....My new fav of yours. A pity this man couldn't get the help he obviously needed...
Jenni


Re: The Homeless Guy (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Monday, 21st June 2004 @ 03:42:24 PM AEST
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beautifully compassionate poem, hugs n' love nessa

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Re: The Homeless Guy (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Monday, 21st June 2004 @ 08:22:53 PM AEST
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Wow this is heart wrenching. Jus knowing that there are homeless out there breaks my heart. It reminds me of how mys fatheer use to be. Wee've been divorced many years as the results of his alcoholism. He's recovering now after 30 something years. He still falls off the wagon but as time goes by he's sober longer.
This is a very powerfull , compasonate write.
We more need of these type writings.
I'm happy for our grown children that he's doing better. I can't be around him too much myself but we r civilized to each other for again our kids and grandkids.
Very touching write!
luv, huggs, faith, hope, joy,
emy


Re: The Homeless Guy (User Rating: 1 )
by mountainhigh on Monday, 21st June 2004 @ 10:24:33 PM AEST
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This is sweet and beautiful, how often are we who walk in his shoes, down and out, and lonely and blue, without the drugs and the booze, our own troubles we abuse.


This was so good, thank you.

Chris


Re: The Homeless Guy (User Rating: 1 )
by venkat on Tuesday, 22nd June 2004 @ 12:23:22 AM AEST
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A great picture of street life well drawn..Good message..A very good poem with social consciousness..Thanx for sharing..venkat


Re: The Homeless Guy (User Rating: 1 )
by Luinil on Tuesday, 22nd June 2004 @ 08:53:46 AM AEST
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great description to convey the picture*


Re: The Homeless Guy (User Rating: 1 )
by lexxie on Tuesday, 22nd June 2004 @ 01:47:47 PM AEST
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one of your best awsome write


l3xxi3


Re: The Homeless Guy (User Rating: 1 )
by Trisha on Tuesday, 22nd June 2004 @ 02:00:36 PM AEST
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Wow This Is Good. This Was Touching Also


Re: The Homeless Guy (User Rating: 1 )
by Rhei76 on Thursday, 24th June 2004 @ 07:30:50 AM AEST
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Yet another great poem, with beautiful heart felt emotions for the things we try to over look.
Nice job. God bless you.




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