Poem -
Homeless

The night is so cold
For the man is so old
The rain falling down
In this cold looking town
Wishing he was home
in a place of his own
A home with a bed
A place for his head
People walk past
He feels an outcast.
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Hey, good effort but I can't see any poetry techniques; as of contrasts, imagery (in the form of metaphors/similes), oxymorons, imperatives, emphatic repetition, superlatives, etc. For your next poem, try to include some of these and I can guarantee it will be better. Also there is no punctuation (other than the last full stop) so one has to rush, out of breath, when reciting. If the effect of no punctuation is to demonstrate his absence of home, then, I may forgive you, haha. Oh, I love the idea though; perhaps, this could be a draft, and you could write an improved copy?