so-called home

so-called home

A Poem by berenongur
"

I thought you were my home, guess I am homeless

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I run into a brick wall in front of the house I was running to with enthusiasm.
I was going to make us coffee in the kitchen and talk about how happy I was
Did the locks change or did the owners move?
Or did I come to the wrong house?
I waited for someone to open the door and hug me
I pressed the bell and it rang
But they didn't open
Maybe they haven't heard
but i heard like there were voices coming from the house
maybe I heard wrong
You know, when you were a little kid, you played on the street and went home to drink water
The door did not open
I slept at the door of the house
The house collapsed on me
now i am homeless

© 2024 berenongur


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the sense of being homeless or no one to come to, is a hard feeling to shake and live with. the write talks of past, present memories may be and has a heart in despair feel. it told like a story, so right in front of our eyes, that witnessing the scene evokes pain. well penned berenongur, thanks for sharing!

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

berenongur

1 Month Ago

being homeless is not a lack of possessions,its a feeling. thank you so much for reading and paying .. read more
Abhilash Hegde

1 Month Ago

My pleasure, glad to read your poems and perspectives. haha, hope you shake off being made at me for.. read more



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A very poignant write finely inked. Excellent depiction of being homeless, it is an overpowering feeling of helplessness which consumes the heart, mind and spirit and you have superbly got it down on paper in this so sad poem. The ink of emotional pain flows freely throughout the poem until finally a collapse takes place. A very compelling poem, dear poetess. Thank you for sharing it...

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


Powerful work. I've been there. Poignant writing.

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

berenongur

1 Month Ago

sometimes the four walls that you consider your home can be a cage. I hope you found your happy plac.. read more
the sense of being homeless or no one to come to, is a hard feeling to shake and live with. the write talks of past, present memories may be and has a heart in despair feel. it told like a story, so right in front of our eyes, that witnessing the scene evokes pain. well penned berenongur, thanks for sharing!

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

berenongur

1 Month Ago

being homeless is not a lack of possessions,its a feeling. thank you so much for reading and paying .. read more
Abhilash Hegde

1 Month Ago

My pleasure, glad to read your poems and perspectives. haha, hope you shake off being made at me for.. read more
Sad but identifiable both as a literal and metaphoric story. Wonderfully written.

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

berenongur

1 Month Ago

thank you so much. thank you for reading. wishing you an amazing day.
Really Fabulous Work how you conjure the heartache in this situation with well-chosen Words. Excellent ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

berenongur

1 Month Ago

thank you so much. that means a lot. have the best day
Oh. No... The last few lines framed is really horrifying. Why don't you break the door or window to peep into the house. Good writing

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

berenongur

1 Month Ago

when the house is no longer a home, entering the house is no longer important. it may be better to s.. read more
Arundass TP

1 Month Ago

Thank you friend
Welcome 😁

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