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The Vent

im livin in a world, where all eyes on me.
trying to curve my own route.
but route 66 keeps finding its way to me.
ive been plenty sick, in all the events layed before me.
even when i reflect to my lowest points
i dont regret any of the choices
That I’ve deployed in my era
A lot of it by error, but hey
We live in hell conditions and there ain’t no air condition 
Or any guidelines when life throws you in the sidelines
But when hindsight twenty twenty hits
You’ll begin to understand life’s a bunch of equations and you in the mix of it
An you’ll have to think twice, before running into a situation and becoming the best of it
Situations
it’s what got me here, it’s what got us here
Ran with my thoughts blazing up to her place and
Guess what happened next
She opened up heaven’s gate
And just before late I slipped out
Simply put 
I’m a Grown ass man
Doin his thing, waitin to blow up like an old land mine
In doin what he drools over
But time after time 
Something decides to creep up and cover the light
Lost my way
Then I revoked to ever know, I ever thought that way
But in the in between time, that in the mean time 
Spent a lot of time
Gettin pissed off just to medicate and lift off
Don’t need Don Perion to sip off
Already had my way with the bottle
Even thought to get back with the trouble and rejoin the hustle
That’s just what happens to a man who really knows his old ways
Whos tired of making ends meet and ponders getting back to the streets.
Memory sets in and he remembers an O.G. saying
No matter how tall your pockets stand when you ball
Eventually times gonna make you fall
Fall
And I as I pull myself together 
I don’t wanna end up like the twin towers rubble
I mean no offence to nine eleven but at that time I probably could have used a reverend
But all that’s irrelevant now
because i live with a different perspective now

there you go you made it to the end :-) comment if you like, constructive criticism wanted as well.


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Path

Will I turn back? No, why?
Cuz this is my path, in life.
Will i stop, and wait for death?
Or will I live life, Breath by breath?
I choose to live day to day, with this life,
Cuz death can take us at any time.
Why not make the best of what we have now?
I REFUSE to keep my head hanging down.
I will try to live life to the best of my ability,
With peace, love, and tranquility.
i choose to be and think positively,
If I dont, I'll be self demolishing.
I chose the path I walk, Whether it be with someone or alone,
I'm pleased with myself and maybe a place to call home...
Who knows?
I will mature even wiser than before
Don't be jealous because YOUR decisions were poor.
Happier more than I ever was, now uncovered,
A life out there, WORTH being discovered?!?!?!?!?
Will I turn back? No, Why?
Cuz this is my path, in LIFE.


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While I Coo

Many nights though have passed before you came to my world
Now your presence means a million to me
Over and over your song will remain sonorous in my ears
Peace be upon you my umbrella
I know you’re all ears while I coo


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Lost

Hope is lost.

I have lost my way.

Just wanting to find my way home.

Kept thinking I knew the way,

Little did I know.....


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Treasures of your soul


Life is Harsh, Life is good
Only the few of the proud 
Those men that stand for a great nation
Their life at the stake
So rough and sharp
Every day is another challenge 
For them and for all
Freedom we all hope
But sometimes feel lost
Never give up that spark 
Hope don’t give it up for a price 
And when I see these great men and woman
Risk their life for a single child lost
With guns all around and wars of hate
I feel blessed as my country truly stands brave
A child is a gift of new life and hope
As I see the children in their arms saved at last
Only then will I ever know true courage
This is a path we should always cherish and follow
When the flame burns out nothing is left but stay strong
So please don’t shed a tear I am right here
By your side always and forever  
Our country stands not alone, but as one
Heart filled with love

08-05-13


Poem for Treasures of Your soul contest
for Gail 




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NOSTALGIA

NOSTALGIA

When the yellow sun reflects rosy hue on the east,
It will find me awake and waiting,
For I must go home this time!
All I require is an eighty-passenger engine to roar me through,
And when I feel engulfed in the ever whirling dust,
I will know I have arrived!

When I hear the howling wind,
The shouting of cunning jackals in the veldt,
Women’s lullaby that shatters the silence of the field,
The chanting of the cuckoo birds in the field,
The sight of sheep as they descend steep slopes,
I will know I have arrived.

When I hear the cracking of a whip in October,
The bellowing of bulls as they hoof out dust,
The roaring of tractors, the boom of thunder,
The barking of dogs, the snow that powders me white,
And the sight of an eagle that takes a flight,
I will know I have arrived.

The sight of our yellow bricks house,
The lowly mowed green, green grass of home,
The big, big strawberry tree I used to play under,
The smell of the slowly home brewed beer
In the over brimming tall glasses,
Tell me that I have arrived.

Across the river bridge, down—down the dusty road,
Under the twilight, water mirrors a shaky sky,
All has changed since I left home long time ago,
There runs my sweet Mary and children,
And to meet me is my pappa and mamma,
Slowly moving in walking canes,
And I am glad to be home again!


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Missing Girl

Life is a promising happening, 
fulfillments are at our doors,
nothing come along beside yours,
yours are yours,
who has come to this world without 
going?

Dear Girl, mummy hates you not,
she spoke right for you, alright
she held you close, by heart
she dream for you a better you in a 
lovely home with a brighter clue.

O Girl!
I wonder why you wander around
homes, 
thinking solace is hidden
behind mummy's home,
and you went out home for days.

Dear Girl, life isnt so 
as you thinking
come back home, we await your 
returning.


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a letter 2 my mom

	A letter to my mom if she could read it.

I am sorry for the times I would not listen to you and would talk back.
I loved all the times we spent together. We had so much fun together you were a great mom and you were my best friend. Some days I ask god why he let you get so sick but I realize its not gods fault that you’re sick it’s just life and some times bad things happen. Know one knows why it happened but it happened for a reason. Things happen and know one knows why it does we just have to deal with it. I miss you mom a lot some times I cry at night because I miss you so much. I just wish you could come home. It hurts to see you so sick I wish it could all go away. Hope one day you come home I all ways try to go see you at the hospital at least twice a week. Mom I am really sorry how I wouldn’t listen and I talked back. I wish we could turn back time and you wouldn’t be sick. I cry just by writing this letter to you. I just can’t believe you might not be able to ever come home. You won’t be able to see me go to prom or get married if I ever do. Mom I just want you home but that won’t happen you’re to sick and I hope a miracle happens and you get better and come home. Some days I feel like I cant make it through the day but I just remember your spirit and love will all ways be with me every day and you’re always in my heart. I all ways cry when I think about you. When you were sick I dyed my hair purple, blue, hot pink, red, and aqua. People still make fun of me and say I am weird but it’s ok. There is  so much things I want to say but I don’t know how to just know I am sorry for how I treated you. I MISS YOU MOM AND LOVE YOU!!


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Think Before You Act

When the lights go out
An the curtains close 
Everyone goes home what do you do
Do you stay behind to study your lines 
And make a fool 
Out of the people that never believed in you 
Do you go home to talk on the phone
Or play games to entertain
Yourself for the time being
Doing activities that are useless 
Should you train for your upcoming games
So you can do your best
To play in the big league  Because that's what you've dreamed
Since you were a little kid 
Or decide to follow in the footsteps of your family members
That never achieved anything
To help but in the family history 
But through everything you've been through
Good or bad
Either way you learn from your mistakes
Once you know good from bad
You should always think before you act


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mom

the things i do 
the things i think 
i just wish you could come home
i miss you so much 
i wish you were here 
why did this happen to you 
mom i just wish you could come home 
i hope you wont die 
i just want to go back in time and be a little girl again to just be in your arms again 
MOM i miss you 
i hope one day you will be home again 
but that wont happen
i 


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Some days

Some days im happy 
Some days im sad
Some days i think i want to die
Some days i cry 
Some days i ask why 
Why is my mom sick wht cant 
she come home and be the 
same old person 
I jst want her home 
Why cant things be normal 
Why cant i be a normal teen 
Why did i have to become a 
mom to my little brother and 
sister 
Its hard being a parent its hard 
work and takes alot of time to 
get use to it


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Starry Night

Counting stars I was lying on the roof.
Daddy forced me to sleep
Even Mummy wanted me to rest.
Felt their hands woven together
Wrapped all stars in skysheet in diagonal knot.


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Christmas Lost

 Christmas Lost


A Long 
Long Time Ago...
There was a moment I saw the music in the leaves
Winter turned in to lights among the Christmas trees
Looking up and down the street
I smelled the musty screen looking out my window
alone among the changes  that left me in a breeze
I looked at all the lights and knew every thing would change
some how I understood nothing would be the same
Illuminating all the ruff hopes of the living adults
Because poor as poor as we could be
Yet I saw on  Christmas Day 
Adult eyes tears of Debt they would see
A cry of laughter on what Santa gave
Radio Flyer to the kids delight.
Tommy got a pennie tonight
Mary rocked her  doll all night
and I slept with my new 
kitten all night.
I Now understand
All Parents
Sacrafice.


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Libation

Give me a drink for I have a 
prayer to say
A hard native brew for a strong 
supplication to Mawu. 

I shall call Okplejen the mighty 
God who bears the earth and 
her siblings. 
Then I will call Klotia and call 
Amli
The tree that bore the fruit 
from which seed this shoot 
sprouted.

Ododoben full to empty
Warrior's linguist listen, hear 
for your lord

Agoooo eii!! Agooo!
Kantankani boafo, King-bi King 
Amlalobi Amlalo Ataa-Naa 
Nyornmor I call on you 
Keep not your ears away from 
my cry
For tomorrow has come home 
to today
A  palanquin on a hill bears the 
valley's regal
Kunim sits on a lofty valley 
view at Neehu
Awaiting the glorious royal 
descend to familiar cacophony.
The drag is long on the crag.
Hewaletse,I pray strength to 
the often weary tendons of the 
yoke bearer.
To body and soul, nourishment 
and fortification.

O Yehowa, summon thy guards 
to the palanquin's safety. 
By fire at night, by clouds in 
the day
you lead
Break the limbs of treacherous 
men who ride on the veil of 
darkness to commit evil
Blind the evil-envious eyes of 
the wicked and dumb the 
cursing tongue.
Surely the stranger-native must 
come home safely and in glory.

Tswa ni omanye aba!
Hiao!!


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To the Cities They Marched

Lofty notions ruffled amongst the rustics, 
reaching amongst the less broody of the brunch.   

As the cities held the wealth of the dreams, the men clambered upon the star lights and the moon beams.

Grasping in vain of the growls of their plump old wives, they moved and found solitude in sorrow amongst the grey curling mass of a myriad of broken lives.   

They grazed amongst the smut of the shadows and sank beneath the cracks.  

By a city they had been betrayed.   

Nothing now but skies of greys of the sodden slaves sleeping on sadness and sorrow.


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The Red White & Blue House has Foundation

In God we Trust, they builded a house on a Foundation
a house without a foundation goes down during hard
times in the War or Storm, as the eagle won't ever
die the house isn't going off the foundation, its build
for bipartsin, and that were God comes in for Bipartsin
a house divide, to divide and then conquer its our
policy pork barrel Regan would say its Pork Barrel
a house divide can Conquer, on the Mountain Stop
were GAINTS stand and the white snow on the mountain tops
home sweet, home were the green green trees
our on the snow cover Mountains and Blessed
is our home of Victory sweet sweet home of
Victory, were the fire is always lite, and Our 
Father is always home for the cold cold icly
World and Wars and we have know were to go go 
home on the Mountain Stops in God we
Trust. May 17 2007 the War Iraq


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THE LONELINESS OF WAR

THE LONELINESS OF WAR


I know I’m still here so far, far away,
As I fight for what I believe is right.
I wonder about you and your mom,
Every moment of every day and night.

The loneliness of war can drive you insane,
If you don’t get letters of concern from home.
Left, right, behind and ahead,
Death awaits leaving love ones alone.

We pray to God that we will be saved 
To return home or live the here after.
Bloody, dirt-covered men, we see everyday,
As we yearn for those times of laughter.

The far off stare of a fallen comrade,
As you stay by his side till his end.
No mother ever carried her infant child,
More carefully, than we do a friend.

Many have their own personal diaries,
To help keep their faculties together.
Watching hot steel crash into human flesh,
Always makes home seem far away and better.

I’ve become an expert at dodging, weaving and diving,
So try not to worry too much about me.
Just help your mom and stand up from the ground,
And while I’m gone be all you can be.


By Tom Zart







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away from home

away from home away from home                                                            
                        
cold and hungry and all alone                                                            
                                
I'm five hundred miles away from home                                                    
                         
i got my bag on my back and ill get started back                                         
                      
going down the rail road tracks with bag on my back                                      
                    
I'm five hundred miles from home                                                         
                             
away from home away from home                                                            
                     
cold and hungry and all alone                                                            
                              
I'm five hundred miles away from home                                                    
                        
if the train comes right ill be home tomorrow night                                      
                       
I'm five hundred miles away from home.


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They Call Me Busta Pheasant (

I started my career 
As a person that removed wax from ears
It was down in the Texas Panhandle
I would use the wax to make candles
But then no one wanted their ears cleaned 
The work was Far and few in between
It will be time to relocate in June to Mount Pleasant
Maybe because they call me Busta Pheasant
June came and went and I am still here
Oops just spilled some coffee on my clothes, time for some all Tempa Cheer
The ladies call my gangsta name stupid
Me and you will be together, I'm just waiting on Cupid
My real name is Harry Bikiniline
Now you know why I am a prime example of out of sight, out of mind
I want to thank my parents for the wonderful present
For my stupid name forcing me to become  aka Busta Pheasant
The guys laugh they don't me as a serious threat to their girls
I tell them I bet you wouldn't survive in my world
My life is based on performance excellence
You're just jealous because you can't be called Busta Pheasant
Go ahead and contact 5-2-9 and Puddin' to ride in your Pacer on four doughnuts 
wearing your wife beater shirt
I will be stabilized at my home like the Enterprise with Captain Kirk
My Mom and Dad ask me when I am moving out
I tell them as soon as I build some clout
So they kick me out, I am renting a portion of the back yard and living in a tent
I have sign up that reads home of Busta Pheasant




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My Wig (

We leave on vacation to see the Grand Canyon 
I ask my son when is the last time ha changed his socks, his feet smell like 
salmon 
My wife laughs and says that isn't his feet, it's his breath 
I tell her no more equate toothpaste, we're switching to Crest 
My wife says in a panicky voice, I forgot my social life line 
I tell her to calm down, everything will be fine 
She says, turn around and head toward home with the speed of a Russian Mig 
We can't take this trip, I can't be without my wig 
One hour and two tickets later we finally arrive back home 
Now she has her wig in hand and her voice has a nice, calm tone 
She says what are we waiting for, let's be on our way 
It's only 9:30am, it's already been a long, long day 
Now we are back to the area where we had to turn around 
I remember that singles club called Lost and Found 
As evening settles in, we stop by an eatery called The Autumn Twig 
She says please bear with me as I put on my wig 
My son and I sit in the car quietly, as we are close to death from a lack of food 
My wife tells us let's enjoy our vacation, you two need to adjust your attitudes 
We sit in the car and watch as people come out of this greasy spoon diner 
I keep reading their slogan, If you're lookin' for rib stickin' food ain't none finer 
I keep having these visions of me at the table, eating so much, my wife and son 
call me a pig 
Finally she is done fixing her wig 
I watch in horror as the Diner's lights go off 
My dream is gone, no pig, no trough 
She says in disgust, that's just great, where can we get a bite to eat now 
I tell her about a barbecue joint five up the road called Four Sides of a Cow 
She says okay, but I could not belive what she just did 
She smiles and says I told you everything will be okay, as she removes her wig 
We arrive outside the place rated as some of the best barbecue around 
She throws her wig on the dash and laughs like a circus clown 
She says my hunger has taken over, I believe she's flipped her lid 
She says let's go on inside, these people don't know me, they have never seen 
me without my wig


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MY HOME UGANDA

My home Uganda,
the land for me,
where my heart is at rest,
day and night.

The vegetation is green,
the climate is good,
sunshine and rain,
makes it great the pearl of Africa.


The fertility of the soil,
the beauty of the place,
unity and peace,
makes it nice the honey of Africa.

My home is the best,
the land for me
Here i am; alive and free,
the golden of Africa.


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The Way I Feel About You

Girl let me take off your shoes and rub you feet and legs they so smooth,It's ok to 
cry I'll be gentile. I want it to be special, just let it go, let me how you how much I 
miss you. I know what you been through , I know I been a fool but you man is 
cool ,you my type I know what like.You want me to make love,afterwords 
hug&kisses you my misses, let me hold you around the waist and let de go 
down to have a taste and look you in your face,cause at nite I want to fite god take 
me home to my wife.When I with you I feel good I don't feel hood, I'm a gentil man 
let me hold your hand and love you the best way I can.You more then a friend you 
down to the end. When I first saw your eyes I been hypnotized , while in your mind 
you say I'm a dime. You my queen let me fulfill your fanasty and your dreams, 
relax close your eyes open your mind and let me know you feel inside. Tolste you 
can't hide it let the temperture rise, I know you in heat i'm your soul to keep. I let 
you know when I'm complete I love you to death to part, I have a special place for 
you in my heart, I'll be your bodygaered while I take you to heaven and stars keep 
eveything to yourself . Catch a breath slowly inhale and exhale until you holla 
damn, you is a hundred miles away in a zone just imagine we home alone with 
no lites on. We having romance crazy sex candles lit with soft music in the 
livingroom, let me know when you let it go soon then I tell you this is a blessing 
and a new lesson. To ease your stresses give you love and passion i can make 
it  everlasting, I will squeeze you , please you not tease you I'll make you feel free. 
Let me know if you feel me

For my wife Vanessa Woodberry I Love You Baby