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Bedsit Poems - Poems about Bedsit

Scratched

...There are gaps in the particleboard;
quince wads fill the breaches.
Nicotine newspapers underlay the linoleum.
It's a rented place, he tiptoes
around its yellow layers.
He has a friend he visits...

Categories: bedsit, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Mortal coil

...Bedsit 
Sit beside your bed 
And wallow there please 
The world doesn't want to see you today 
Even you don't want to see you today 

Oh god why does everything hurt 
And why do I feel so crap...

Categories: bedsit, abuse, addiction, age, anger,
Form: Free verse

Clubbing

...Long time since I have been to a nightclub
they don't let me out at night alone now.
I used to be sharp
had many friends in low places.

I miss the culture, the sweaty maneuvers
under hypnotica...

Categories: bedsit, poetry,
Form: Free verse

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Becoming Dust

...will you still be at my side
when my teeth have dropped like rotten apples
and bleeding, shrunken gums form a smile
will you still want me
as my waistline expands
and my belt buckle becomes obsc...

Categories: bedsit, age, introspection, relationship,
Form: Free verse

Commuterland

...The brittle crack of frost on pane
followed the rain, as winter bit and lit 
the edge of leaf and hedge with quicksilver white. 
As the night supercooled and pooled the lamplight
with halos effer...

Categories: bedsit, business, city, humanity, work,
Form: Free verse

Schrodinger's Larkin

...They eff you up, your Mum and Dad,
At least that's what we're told,
All your Dad's genes are hand-me-downs,
Your anger, spawn of old,
It's not your fault you can't fly straight,
it's not your fa...

Categories: bedsit, death, sad,
Form: I do not know?

Scratched

...There are gaps in the particleboard;
quince wads fill the breaches.
Nicotine newspapers underlay the linoleum.
It's a rented place, he tiptoes
around its yellow layers.

He has a friend he visi...

Categories: bedsit, poetry,
Form: Free verse

The Tower of the Old Folk

...Living in my bedsit in the tower of  the old folk
Watching television, I heard somebody speak
A robot does my cleaning and it does not even smoke

I think I am invisible, I wear a  dust grey  clo...

Categories: bedsit, age, allusion, angst,
Form: Villanelle

Stand Down

...Stand down
In his bedsit he sits and waits.
Tears fall as he remembers his mates.
In his bedsit alone and forlorn,
No one notices the curtains undrawn.
In his bedsit,amid the damp and squalor,
...

Categories: bedsit, conflict, courage, remembrance day,
Form: Rhyme

Regga Nights Part 2

...Tap. Tap. Tap.
‘Miss! You can’t stay in there. A cab has been rung.’
I pull the chain and open the door
 Unfamiliar surroundings

I wobble 
Thankful for the narrow corridors
Hands slap against the wa...

Categories: bedsit, funny, people, me, me,
Form: I do not know?

Alcoholics Ballard

...A bitter and twisted tale to follow,
everyday the same as tommorw,
same old madness that will follow,
empty dreams and a heart that's hollow.

Ill begin each day the usual way,
look in the mirr...

Categories: bedsit, natural disasters, sad, life,
Form: Ballad

Lady of the Night

...On the street corner she stands
So scantly clad
A lady of the night
Her background so sad
 
From a broken family
Abandoned and lost
She grew up on the streets
No matter her cost
 
The only ...

Categories: bedsit, life, people, places, sad,
Form: Rhyme