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Best On Skid Row Poems

Below are the all-time best On Skid Row poems written by Poets on PoetrySoup. These top poems in list format are the best examples of on skid row poems written by PoetrySoup members


Mother Goose Down On Skid Row
Tom Thumb got caught peeping 
Now his life is on the run
Little Bo Peep lost her sheep 
On a gambling junket she was on 

Little...

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Categories: on skid row, nursery rhyme, drug,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member VAN GOGH


Well over a hundred years ago
The illustrious Vincent Willem Van Gogh
A genius somewhat like Michelangelo
With thousands of artworks in his cluttered studio
From the sublime to...

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Categories: on skid row, art, celebrity, irony, mental illness, passion,
Form: Monorhyme
The Portrait
Remember now thy Creator in the days of thy youth... Ecclesiastes 12:1 KJV

Once, there was an artist, who would paint the Savior’s face,
Portraying His great...

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© James Tate  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: on skid row, religionme,
Form: Narrative
Bipolar Symptoms We are to Shame to Talk About
Schizo got my white man knowin’
What papa felt like bein’ black.
Mania got me actin’ 
like a strawberry
fiendin’ fo’ crack.
Got OCD and I cain’t get my...

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Categories: on skid row, crazy, depression, sick, suicide,
Form: Rhyme
Pangs of Love Never Dies in Diseased Minds
Nothing In his eyes

i'm nothing in his eyes
how did it get this way?
i gave my all, gave my best
but none the less
he choose to take...

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Categories: on skid row, lost love, me, me,
Form: Blank verse
Making Love
Drinking water all night,
jerking off on the Sabbath,
and feeling the night making me feel alive,
Sabrine she left me a year ago-
a lie or two broke...

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Categories: on skid row, deep, depression, how i feel, lonely,
Form: Free verse
the gavel
with a black robe and a bad heart...with eyes that see evil and ears that hear lies
viewing the world like a dying disease
like the beggar...

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Categories: on skid row, passionme,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member We Stare at our Feet
He sits and wonders why he's here
As his tears flow into his beer
Deep inside where the pain is kept
His whole life he has felt so...

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Categories: on skid row, angst, life, pain, time,
Form: Tail-rhyme
I Don't Know
What’s his name?  What’s his name?
I don’t know, I don’t know
Let me go, let me go
What’s his name?
Who Jim Crow, Joe Blow or John...

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Categories: on skid row, confusion, funny, imagination, me, me,
Form: Free verse
Mission Dreams
Night time creeps up fog like and
Bare with street lights bending
Shapes into focus.
Zombies march to an unheard
Song that have no words or reason.
A march that...

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© Mark Heil  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: on skid row, addiction, allusion, community, loneliness,
Form: Free verse
Watch It Buddy
Watch it Buddy,
don't even think about it;
you see me, and I know you know it.
Don't fool with her,
she is mine,
and I'm hers'.
You mess with her,
and...

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Categories: on skid row, anger, girlfriend, humorous, woman,
Form: Free verse
YOU ARE MY SENSE OF SELF
YOU   ARE   MY   SENSE   OF   SELF

You are my view from on high, looking down at...

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Categories: on skid row, inspirational, me, people, me, people,
Form: Free verse
street life
twinkle twinkle little star she had a dream that went too far.all she wanted ws to be loved,all 
she wanted was to be wanted.all she...

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Categories: on skid row, adventurenight, dream, car, dream, life, night,
Form: I do not know?
Sort Of True Life
About half way through this next poem I had a slight break with reality and decided to go straight for the humor! Hope you enjoy...

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© CJ Krieger  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: on skid row, funny, life, child, child,
Form: Rhyme
Alone
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Through the night
lying beside him,
watching him sleep.
Suddenly aware-
my breaths match his.
Who is this man-
I don't know.
Not the man I fell 
in love with years...

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Categories: on skid row, angst, husband, life, sad,
Form: Free verse
will there come a time
i wonder if there'll come a time
when i forget how to rhyme
when the pen in my hand
no longer writes

when the ideas that i have
are no...

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Categories: on skid row, poems, poetry, poets,
Form: Rhyme