Home Missing Poems

These Home Missing poems are examples of Missing poems about Home. These are the best examples of Missing Home poems written by international poets.

Streets littered with white paper sheets
Printed with the ink of black missing kids
Floating through the air desperate to find somebody who cares
Empty are the streets,

© Layla Riley-Hill   

If home is a place
Then I lost my map
Hearts got misplaced 
Vocal cords snap

I scream and yell for one more chance
Then beg and plea for some

© Alexis Ransom  

Life Without You

Life without you 
in cold desert sand,
I walk without shadow,
the sun too tired to care.

Alone in the place I used to know,
walls whisper

© Mukondeleli Tendani  

The ocean 
I always had a fear of the ocean you know?
Those deep dark tides pulling you in
The darkness lurking beneath the horizon 
But oh

© Lovely Tie  

Things Missing Somewhere in This House
My birth bertificate…
A box of needed, new bank checks…
Both of our wedding rings…
My Waterman fountain pen…
After 4 decades, at least

© Sally Eslinger  

To the Cat Who Ran Away

You left so quietly one day,
We didn’t hear your little feet.
You slipped away and gone ,
While we were all busy

© Susantha Herath  

Tangled up in blue   Bob Dylan song contest

Tangled up in you


I remember the day I saw her, 
running down the avenue...
Chestnut hair flowing

© John Hamilton  

searching empty rooms ~

what do my tender hopes seek

now that I am all moved out

~ ~ mattered - not oblique ~ ~

sadly - whole house

© CayCay Jennings  

hairline chasm threads
cobweb white through obsidian—
wrapped around carved names
once warm on living tongues.

those who lived visit 
with heads down,
pretending it’s superstition—
not guilt.
   

© Jasmine Tsai  

Missing you is like missing a shot,
It's so very painful because everyone puts the blame of you,
It's been a little over 2 years since,
July 3,

© riley smith  

and she was the golden ticket
who didn't fly with me
she didn't make it home in time
she ran inside
of the pain in doubts forced upon hands
hands

© kevin mathenia  

The empty corridor of distance 
stretches long and dark between us. 
Silence, like a deepening shadow, 
lengthens as no words redeem us. 

Time, an ancient

© Ron VanHooser  

I miss you.
Maybe I should tell you.
Maybe I should tear through the distance
with something as simple, as foolish,
as a “hey, you crossed my mind.”

But what

© Parth Zadey   

I thoroughly liked the western soothing delta breeze
I don't like the southern discomforting delta freeze

But it's a new season, and in time, I will adjust
And

© Curtis Johnson  

My dear Isabel,

The days have become shorter, the chill bites the air and as I'm walking back through the apple trees, I think of that

© anna maria