Abstract Homelessness

by Meme   Aug 6, 2012

No more waking up
to a warm cup of
smiles, nor cuddled
in my favorite duvet;
that happens to be
your arms.

I now have to drag
my cold body that
complements the chill
I am feeling inside,
begging for just a
sip of warmth.

With the whispering
ambiance all around,
and the smell of burning
loneliness creeping
in the corners of my
soul; I closed my eyes
every night, always
longing for a different

But the sun comes out
again, veiled with the
same shade of gray,
only for me to still
realize that even when
sitting at the comfort
of what I call a home,
my heart still remains

**For a club contest**

© Copyright 2012 by: gIrL


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  • 6 years ago

    by Xanthe

    Great job Meme for winning the challenge and writing this lovely piece.
    Just from the title, I knew this was going to be a powerful piece and it was fairly obvious you were going to win after I read it in the club. ;)

    As already stated, it's so unique and I'm simply in love with how you end your poems. It seems like you keep building up your poems in each line with emotions and imagery and awesome ideas. And when I think there's nothing left, you just leave the reader speechless with your ending.
    Congrats again. And keep it up! :)

  • 6 years ago

    by Britt

    "I now have to drag
    my cold body that
    compliments the chill
    I am feeling inside,"

    I think "compliments" should be "complements" here..the way I've been reading it lol. I suppose it could work both ways, but with the "e" it's more of a "paired together" type thing. I hope I make sense... lol

    That being said, that was my favorite part. I felt the pain and loneliness and loved the imagery you have. You connected everyday things that we take for granted as those that are taken away from you to feel that void. This was really a beautiful poem :)

  • 6 years ago

    by Chelsey

    You are such an amazing writer. Jealousss..

    The analogy here, and how it was used throughout this whole piece, I just fell completely in love with this....and to use homeless to describe your heart, how freaking creative. Thats what blew me away, was when I read your prompt, first thing that comes to mind is a homeless person. But no, not you, you step it up a notch and dig deep...and its outstanding meme, really is :) Good job baby girl!

  • 6 years ago

    by Haridas

    The metaphor of the arm for a duvet is a master stroke. 'Whispering ambiance' and 'burning loneliness' are words that touch the inner heart. Deserve the win. All the best.

  • 6 years ago

    by Mom Pike

    I like this one very much. What a talented way to say your sad and lonely. Even when we write sad poems, they come out beautiful. You have a beautiful heart. Very pretty poem.