Slums Poems - Poems about Slums

...Another one inspired by the graveyard which stayed on the roadside after the church and residential streets demolished. A few graves of wealthy men but the rest covered over. The area once wealthy ci......Read More

... I can't get this poem to form. So just placing it here anyway. I found a graveyard with only the steps remaining of the church at the side of a busy road, with derelict car showrooms neighbouri......Read More

...I searched in vain for inspiration. I even climbed the sacred Parnassus Where all the muses reside. I danced with them Engaged in endless discourse. All in vain. Then I resigned to my fate. ......Read More

...To all women who have contributed to the growth of humanity, through their relentless sacrifices, commitments, dedications, endurance, courageous deeds, and resilience. From the ones that would m......Read More

...Our Love Our love, like hydrogen's bond, Is the simplest, yet profound. Like helium's lightness, we float, In each other's arms, we bloat. Lithium's fire ignites within, A spark that's alwa......Read More

...I long for something more Something deeper, something truer I long for something I do not know Though I have felt it’s shadow and heard it's comforting call . I long for something greater Somet......Read More

...The Pale Mariachi by FD F.D. Ravenskraft He plays and delays and he obeys the tunes that command His ways. To lust only for it. the guitars need attention as the player mentions that I dedicat......Read More

... The Elizabeth Arkham Asylum for the Criminally Insane, a fictional psychiatric hospital and prison: part of the DC comics and first appearing in Batman #258, 1974, referred to as the Ark......Read More

...Uunacceptable amounts of diethylene glycol and ethylene glycol are contaminants.The substances are toxic,and their effects"can include abdominal pain,vomiting,diarrhoea,inability to pass urine,headac......Read More

... Porcelain doll, with a face so pretty a country gal, ran away to the city Worked in a bar, dancing on tables beat shovelling sh-it, in Pa’s stables Looks for love, but only finds bums low......Read More

... When I see Old Glory wave I picture Lady Liberty beckoning to boatloads of refugees ~ not cattle rustlers hanging in effigy When I hear Taps playing I think of young soldiers who gave......Read More

...I wish I would survive this but the chances are blur I'm striving hard but daily it gets worst My heart has been tored and my gut devoured Now I'm nothing more than a wrecking whore Life has ......Read More

...My hometown, my lost friend, Thank you for greeting me once again, at a time when we both are lost. When I wander your streets, you also wander within me, weaved into my thoughts. Winding down ......Read More

... The world hurtles on unmindful Leaving behind those who cannot keep pace So many are under constant grind To earn a square meal a day On deserted streets many roam Their stomachs empty, th......Read More

... Winter fetches a hillock of the wind and downpour. Exacerbating people to mislay their blight core. Peculiar demesne keepers are utterly aroused. While tiny dwellings, slums are ......Read More