Slum Poems - Poems about Slum

The slum that birthed me, Is where love and loss huddle close, side by side, Shanty houses crowded, wall to wall, Yet love’s essence bloomed, unyielding and clear, Tin roofs, mud walls, unpaved streets, filth embellished in disarray, In that...Read the rest...

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I know like a solvable sum Every Samson’s riddle bum Roaming our banal slum Besides my tricky chum With his insincere dum-dum–dum! Not in his favor His ear- assaulting chewing gum, A thing to not savor His disquieting rum… If not slapping some drum, Strangers...Read the rest...

wasps buzz, sting, fly off eyelids swell like farm-fresh Dates flies invade the face ants tickle, trickle, prickle nose and lips look frozen-fruits mosquito-marching bugs mate under warm pillows crickets, cockroaches tour on physique sleeping deep rose chafers enter the nose cutworms curl coolly earwigs settle...Read the rest...

The slum When I was born the manger was occupied I got a cot at a Home run by the salvation- army and stayed the until my step-grandmother committed suicide by jumping out of the...Read the rest...

When all are fine and dandy And all are rich and dumb We'll all go down to randy and bare a ditch and slum...Read the rest...

Slum Where hard looks and thin soup oppose, the spider, cockroach, rat, and mouse dispute in patient litigation or in border raids our title to this world. There is no mystery, it boils down to food. Our ruined lunches providing...Read the rest...

We slum dwellers strive through arduous thistles of hardship We tough it out through the mere adroitness of apprenticeship We writhe morosely, carrying the world over our shoulders But we tussle toughly the travails like soldiers We're the slaves...Read the rest...

His life echoes in misery in his tin house, as the arms of the law crackdown on rioters, who get their money from politicians. Selling second-hand clothes is his main job, but the council officers extort money from him, leaving...Read the rest...

Slum gangsters I'll wash my hands In your blood Dare i catch you selling Alcohol to children...Read the rest...

There is no world without sins It is written so The birth of humanity was the first sin Sinning flowed like lava from the mountain tops Sinners and sins The world to some may seem dark and grim Floral looks the...Read the rest...

When you couldn’t in your youth not with the fist to strike the rocks, with progress push life smooth, the tiny origin of your brain. Now take in your palms countenance, the swollen years of...Read the rest...

Frost batters the slum The alley cat plays the piano Bat cries spear the soul...Read the rest...

A slum outside Paris A cardboard city thrives a place where no one has to pay the rent and electricity are purloined. is it impossible for middle -class folk to understand but the Roma thrive despite...Read the rest...

My manuscripts are hers. I find no solace in puddles, no security in single, silver spoons. She is there, always. My breath is not safe. Her ghosts floats out in puffs, that so go to the very...Read the rest...