Michael Keens
Jan 13, 2023

What is home?

What is home? It’s a number
A number on a door
Home is where the heart is
But I still sleep on the floor
I don’t have a home
But I do have a heart
I’d like to hit rewind
And go back to the start
What is home? It’s a place
With a familiar face.
What is home? it is safety
It’s comfort, when in need
What is home?
Its where I grew
Grew like a seed
What is home?
It’s a place that doesn’t stink of weed
Like these streets, in this town
What is home? I don’t have one now.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: I've been made homeless last couple months so this hits home... Council put me up somewhere now so have a bed but was on streets. miss home and my family!

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: Hants

Favorite Poets: Honestly

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Comments

Rosewood Apothecary

I’m grateful you are no longer on the streets. I wish good luck comes to you swiftly and I wish I could say more but, you’re human and deserving of housing as a right. I don’t understand the circumstances which brought you to homelessness and they do not matter to me. Everyone needs somewhere safe. I hope with all my being you come into a better housing situation. I’m worried about you.

Keep posting so we know you’re getting along,
Stay positive,
Tim

M

Yeah have a room now but still officially homeless paradoxically. Don't be worried, i can get by one way or another. easier when in a rich country like this. sometimes i'd rather be on the streets again cos there are people about. but no bed! so good things and bad things of each. i wrote that when reli reli drunk so is very morbid and dramatic.

M

Yeah have a room now but still officially homeless paradoxically. Don't be worried, i can get by one way or another. easier when in a rich country like this. sometimes i'd rather be on the streets again cos there are people about. but no bed! so good things and bad things of each. i wrote that when reli reli drunk so is very morbid and dramatic.