Going Home Poems | Examples
These Going Home poems are examples of Home poems about Going. These are the best examples of Home Going poems written by international poets.
Evil is going to its "Home and it is called "Hell"!Here is the truth! Do you mis-use love when it is given to you? if you do-------you are on your way to "Hell for certain"!
[*Hendecasyllable: line of verse containing 11 syllables with stanzas with repeated end words and a five line envoi that concludes the ballade.]*
Look as… “a crimson sky breaks the distant shore”
Signaling I will see my fair home no more
the ship drifts into shadows far from yon shore
And soon the sky is dark night, crimson no more
The vastness of an indigo sky I'm sure,
will leave my soul lonely alite nevermore
The dusting of pinprick lights are ever sure
guiding all lost ones to find their way once more
Again, crimson sky breaks on a distant shore
A foreign land I have never seen before
But skies remain the same over every shore
Connecting souls across oceans of befores
Envoi:
As long as skies remain, with stars to proclaim
I am here at home, even though not the same
Now knowing, no matter where we are going
We do all see the same vast canvas of yore
Yes, the same crimson sky breaks the distant shore.
When home becomes a ring
And rivalry serves as supper
With the winner becoming lord
By a blow below the belt
Leave to live
When the bed becomes a field
Hosting rival players
And a goal is instant defeat
When respect is flushed down the toilet
And love is on life support
Leave to live
When 'Good Morning' is a burden
And going home becomes an aversion
And eating together seems like chewing dust
When the home becomes a kiln in the winter
When the sound of rainfall brings tears
The appearance of the rainbow foments frozen fears
Leave to live
When the pillow becomes drenched daily
And work a welcome remedy
When the eyes are open yet not seeing
And neighbors sit out expecting a spectacle
When the days are long, the nights empty
And sleeping becomes a nightmare
When prayers cease and help a distant dot
Leave to live.
You are my Rock, my Strong hold,
You’re the reason I can sing.
You’re my Hope in times of trouble,
You’re my Savior, You’re my King.
I stand amazed, You love me,
A sinner, a wretched soul.
Yet You give me refuge in the shadow of Your wings,
And lift me from the miry hole.
Each time I stumble, You catch me,
When I’m weak Your strength is more,
When my soul is heavy and my hope is gone,
You lead me to Your shore.
Then You sit with me, and we talk a bit,
You remind me of Your great love,
That its deeper, wider, and stronger still,
Than the Heavens are above.
That just because I can’t see You,
Doesn’t mean that Your not there.
And the times when I can’t feel You,
Doesn’t mean that You don’t care.
That my journeys not always an easy one,
Sometimes the mountains are hard to climb.
But I’ll always make it to the top,
If I keep Your hand in mine.
You say to keep going and don’t give up,
you haven’t finished with your plans.
And when I feel I can’t go on,
To remember with you I can.
You say you’ll always be here,
I’ll never walk alone.
That You will see me safely through,
Until you bring me home.
Strawberry red skies
when home beckons through sage woods
Pink love's going down
as dewdrops on purple rose
prior to the velvet close
Flowers follow me
their fantasy fragrances
recalling burnt gold
Beauty's dying once again
in throes of rapture and pain
Among the ruins sang a bird
About my life, I thank you all
For coming, for at last you’ve heard
What I was trying to recall
This was my farewell, my swan song
No one around turned a head
No one distracted from their phone
To hear a message that was said
The day was going its old way
Just like a stranger passes by
The fall of Icarus today
Won’t make a breaking news headline
A gust of wind swept off the table
A bunch of tissues, one of which
Flew rather high, over the gable
Of the pavilion on the beach
Grey clouds gathered in the sky
And soon the drizzle start to fall
This was my farewell, goodbye
So long, I’m leaving, thank you all
My train is waiting at the station
Its going to take me home today
This is my fatal destination
Though I’d prefer the other way
Unwanted home, it is a curse
But I don’t have another one
I’d rather travel in reverse
Across the sea, towards the sun.
Nothing is like water, when water's alone —
Memories go out to sea, swam there unglued;
The seashells on beach cease not spend away home.
When the sky's kiss on water beneath us skews,
The scarring inside leaves us, cumbersome; comb
on my footprints, your own sweet dance talent moves.
Gulls blow northeaster in the tide's crank, feeding
There among ocean drifting into green sea —
Then I lift off no more bars; for I go more
within; as tomorrow bites on my each fin,
So with it the clinging swell out of me pours —
The healing woman of war in shell wherein.
While in the salty races, soft skin is shorn;
With a buoy her own heart's also dug in —
Though with you, she's within the ocean homespun;
You still pass the wave, that adieu going on —
Someone who holds a chunk of my heart
Is going to her heavenly home soon
She will be safe in Jesus' arms
and completely healed
But my heart already throbs
With the loss of a beautiful person
In my world.
Traveling far, far away from home
Leaving family and friends to roam
Did not expect changes it would bring
To a life feeling apathy’s sting
Had much pity from which to borrow
Saw no bright future into tomorrows
Never thought to make goals or form dreams
Caught in a trap of daily routines
Knew nothing beyond my locale
Blind to the avenues I had
Just going along with old pals
Digging cars, music, and gals
Trying to hide distress was not smart
Shielding the anxiousness in my heart
I feigned joy but was acting a part
No one knew the deep sigh in my heart
Then one day to my utter delight
When out of the dark came a light
Circumstance and good fortune teamed
With opportunity to redeem
From plateau low to mountain heights
Life beyond the status quo plights
Came like a shot from a crossbow
Hitting with a decisive blow
Now have traveled from shore to shore
Lived in six states, flown over more
Earned three degrees along the way
Proud of my military days
traffic is traveling in all directions
I do not miss the frantic feel of driving
the stress of wondering
when they are going to kill me
every car a potential bullet
large and mean
discourteous and rude
choosing to stay home is an easy choice
So much time to be alone, so much time to reflect,
Hearing the silence above the noise, you really tend to forget,
Of how good it felt to have it, the memories all come back,
You remember the comfort you had for so long before the chaos went into effect,
Your heart can breathe normal once again, details become clear,
When chaos had its way with you, your life was filled with fear,
You realize what was missing, and what cluttered your heart and mind,
And you can hear the voice of God speaking, showing you the course of your life,
Guiding you every step of the way, bringing your heart back home,
Shifting your focus back to where it belongs,
Comforting your soul ??
it would be a last request, before the gallows
like baloo sings it
i'm being led there, the narrow path between the
faces of the people
my hands tied behind my back
the rope taut against the skin
and i'm going,
de-zop-ba-ronie
hap-da-dee-ba-lat
da-dat-dat-non
hey, a-baby-dot-doo
zaba-doo-doo-day-doo-bop
doo-boo-doo-day, ze-bonz
za-bop-bop-bobby
we arrive
i turn to the hooded executioner.
'take me home, daddy.'
As I walk along this dark road
It's raining out and I'm cold
I don't know where this road is going to take me
There are no certain guarantees
Even with my depression
I still hope I have a chance to get to Heaven
For most of my life I try to follow God's rules
I know there are many people
That I have met that have different views
Their opinions I will always listen to and choose
I don't believe in fighting or killing
I always believe in love and forgive
I feel like I did a good job as a family man
I raise my family with a perfect plan
This road has led me to a lot of detours
Sure I had a lot of tears and fears
I know these detours will take me in the right direction
For God, I might have one question
Did I do enough to get to Heaven
He left his life one morning,
while she was sound asleep
he left hr without warning cos there
are secrets you have to keep
he didn’t wait to see the tears form
in her beautiful eyes
and as he passed by the mirror
began to realise
he’s never going home
she wrote him a text message
listened to his answer phone
her life was lying in wreckage cos she
was going to be alone
as she passed by the mirror
thoughts running through her head
All the things she wanted to tell
Him all the things never said
He’s never coming home.
As she looked into the mirror
thoughts running through her head
All the things she wanted to tell
Him all the things never said
He’s never coming home.
If you find someone that you love
And with his life you’ll spend
You will know it’s enough
To have a lover and a friend
As she looked into the mirror
Her veins became ice cold
And she felt the faintest shimmer
As his fingers fold
They both are going home.
David Cox 08/09/24
In Grandma's house it was always fun and gay,
It always was a sunny day,
Going through that old front door,
Grandma calling do you want some more,
Come and have a cup of tea,
Have a biscuit, no take three.
Grandpa is out by his pond.
Watching his goldfish of who he is very fond,
Auntie is there shelling peas,
And Grandma's made a cup of tea.
The Children are playing out the front,
Over in the woods there is a leopard hunt,
Uncle is watching from the step,
The coalman is due, but he's not here yet,
On Sunday Amy is due at three,
And Grandma's made a cup of tea.
Grandpa takes the dog for a walk,
Come on in Amy we can have a talk,
Come and sit down and we will light the fire,
And then we'll have a cup of tea.
In that home where we all were born,
It was always happy and never forlorn,
Now it has gone but in our minds we see,
All the family sitting and having tea.