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Best Nobody At Home Poems

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Wana Be Yours
When the nights turn cold and there's nobody at home,
I want to be that person on the phone.
When nothing seems right,
and the road ahead appears...

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Categories: nobody at home, devotion, girlfriend-boyfriend, love, passion,
Form: Couplet



Premium Member We Nurses Have a Saying
 

the lights are on but nobody is home,
the confused elderly mumble and roam,
at the nursing desk they stand,
their minds in another land,
no shoes, no...

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Categories: nobody at home, humor, sad,
Form: Limerick
Brownian Haiku
brownian
    here I go~
       haiku number one

round and round
my thoughts and the fan...
full of air

plane up...

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Categories: nobody at home, lifehope, me,
Form: Haiku
Smart Horse, Stupid Girl
One weekend I decided to do some camping
Along with good friends
and go horseback riding.
Cooking away on the open pit
not my thing, I must admit.
So I...

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© Amy Green  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: nobody at home, funnyhorse,
Form: Rhyme
Red-Faced In Philly
Stopped for lunch on our way home from Philly.
All visited restrooms and didn’t dilly.
After consuming our lunch, 
in preparation for a long drive,
He, again, dashed...

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Categories: nobody at home, funny
Form: Free verse



Bonkers
I carry around a Phillips head
To tighten up any loose screws
An empty bag I keep in my hand
To collect all the marbles I lose

The elevator...

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Categories: nobody at home, funny, humor,
Form: Free verse
One For Thanksgiving
Over the hills and through the city streets
but nobody was home

Thanksgiving day was the loneliness
time of the year

went to grandmother house
but everyone ate
no one was...

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© Mel Brake  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: nobody at home, america, faith, grandmother, heartbroken,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Nap Sap
(this has happened a few times to me when 
trying to sleep out on my deck in the sun!)

I longed to nap
and laid me down...

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Categories: nobody at home, funnyme, sleep,
Form: Rhyme
Tae Bo
when i got home from school
my mother was watching 
oprah again
with a shopping bag
of ice on her knee
when i asked her 
what happened
she said 

“i...

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Categories: nobody at home, angel, atheist, beauty, body,
Form: Free verse
The Wrath of the Storm
" Sir have mercy on me,
please give me a piece of bread,
a glass of water,
I am starving to death,
since the typhoon obliterated our city,
we have...

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Categories: nobody at home, environment,
Form: Classicism
Grief
Afraid alone, no comfort to hold
Empty she tries to hide her life deep inside
No solace to seek, No friend to find
One life, one mother who’s...

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Categories: nobody at home, childhood, daughter, death, depression,
Form: Rhyme
Steps To Get Over My Brother
Sometimes I catch myself defending you in my head, thinking “We were only kids…”

And then I sobered up and kick started myself into a foreseen...

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Categories: nobody at home, abuse, betrayal, brother, confusion,
Form: Free verse
From Starved, To Death
as travelers do
i searched for food
drifts of snow
i fought my way through
i came to a cabin
deep in the woods
i knocked politely
as any man should
there came...

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Categories: nobody at home, death,
Form: Rhyme
Climate Change and the Wrath of Storm
' Sir have mercy on me, 
please give me a piece of bread, 
a glass of water, 
I am starving to death, 
since the typhoon...

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Categories: nobody at home, environment,
Form: Classicism
The Reverberating Sins of My Father
Can’t remember what you look like or even the way you smell

I’ve gazed upon many who fit the description but are any of them you,...

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Categories: nobody at home, childhood, father, life, loss,
Form: Rhyme

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