The Forgotten

The streets are filled with people who have seemingly slipped through the cracks.

            The Forgotten
 
                                      Dirty faces, smelly clothes,
                                      hearing voices, tales of woes.
                                      The Forgotten.
                                      Wanderers  of the street,
                                      napping, dreaming at our feet.
                                      The Forgotten.
                                      Some are scary, some are kind,
                                      the scattered people, that are left behind.
                                      The Forgotten.
                                      Someone`s mother, someone`s dad,
                                      some only exist in the memories they had.
                                      The Forgotten.
                                      Most are hungry, some gone mad,
                                      to see the unloved, makes me sad.
                                      The Forgotten.
                                      Some may be angels, to see what you will do.
                                      All it could take is one bad break, and
                                      the forgotten could be you

Reviews

[Scytheriax]

I think "cloths" was meant to be "clothes"
In the second line, perhaps "tells" is supposed to be "tales"?
If not, perhaps rephrase.
In the tenth line, you left out an apostrophe for "someone's"
The meter is a little off here and there.
The imagery is good, though.

[realmwriter]

It, to me, is kind of like saying, Hey because your clothes are dirty we won't give you a chance in this world. I know there is a point to grammar and all of that good stuff but if one gets the gist of what another trying to communicate, then what is the point in pointing out his grammar mistakes?

[realmwriter]

It paints a ruffer picture of exactly what "the Forgotten" look like. They are not a pretty smile placed on the face just so to convey a happier time. They are more like the upside down smile, the one known as a frown, at least it paints a picture of what their life is now. Cause what they had before may or may not have defined them but when your this far lost and gone, it really does begin to define your life from then on. It's a struggle no matter the person in the fight, sometimes, just to make it through one more night...!

[Renee]

In the third line, the word should be "Wanderers".
You depict those who must dwell in the streets exceptionally well, and the last two lines are very real to me. You paint a vivid picture of the "faces" and circumstances that many have to face in a country where there should be no poverty.

Great job!

[realmwriter]

This hits very close to home for me. I've been in those shoes before and often felt as if I had been forgotten...! A sad piece with a clear message, very well penned...!

[Science girl]

I like how you wrote a poem about those who fill the streets. No one seems to think of them so, you nailed it, they are forgotten. Great write!

[Lily Mae]

This is so true. I work with the homeless here and I can tell you..it only takes one bad break to be where they are. I always remember that on a daily basis... and try to live accordingly..xo You penned these emotions very well..xx

[Larry Dyson]

unforgotten, the pain of those we so easily... unseen... throw away..

[rose with love]

the way you're expressing yourself through your poems is just brilliant!

[hmm]

quite a sad read, like the rhyme scheme. Nicely expressed emotions.

[LinBin]

ABSOLUTELY BRILLIANT, ONE OF THE BEST POEMS I HAVE READ IN A LONG TIME AND I AGREE WITH THE WORDS SO MUCH...VERY WELL DONE X

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

absolutely, so much truth penned here.