Hunger Poems
Voice Of a Drunkard
by Olawale Owoeye
I'm highly Intoxicated!
This lovely liquor that keeps killing me dead
I'm high!
One becomes two, my heart can fly
The vast road turns narrow
And angels flying in, calling my name with sorrow
Eagles hunt my apartment,
......
To Hungry Crow
by Pijush Biswas
Thou, unravished soul of nature
Thou art child of festal mood of day,
Breaker of silence at morns' feature
Until the day utterly ceased to be
Upon the thatch, the roof, or abbey.
Thou art heartful crier of famine
While terrestrial need is high
And sorrow and woe by divine
Resize itself; And we summoned thee
......
Quest for Ravenous Crutches
by Graham Ereks
In hunger's grasp, I hobble and strain,
Like crutches, my stomach in pain.
Wheelchair dreams, where food does reign.
Through the fridge I lurch and swoop,
Craving snacks like a ravenous troop.
Wheelchair spins, in fridge I stoop.
Cupboards bare, I shuffle and creep,
Crutches clatter, in corners I peep.
......
Barren paper
by Bhuwan Thapaliya
A pallid
sheet of paper
teases me
with its randy glare,
......
Beautiful Hunger
by Stewart Watkins
Stealthy and assured the jaguar lies in wait
With hungry eyes, it patiently sits and salivates
Hungering and waiting...
Calculating and preying
For that golden moment of truth
Heavy breaths speak of a desirous sooth
Breathing and scheming...
......
Voice Of a Drunkard
by Olawale Owoeye
I'm highly Intoxicated!
This lovely liquor that keeps killing me dead
I'm high!
One becomes two, my heart can fly
The vast road turns narrow
And angels flying in, calling my name with sorrow
Eagles hunt my apartment,
......
Beautiful Hunger
by Stewart Watkins
Stealthy and assured the jaguar lies in wait
With hungry eyes, it patiently sits and salivates
Hungering and waiting...
Calculating and preying
For that golden moment of truth
Heavy breaths speak of a desirous sooth
Breathing and scheming...
......
Quest for Ravenous Crutches
by Graham Ereks
In hunger's grasp, I hobble and strain,
Like crutches, my stomach in pain.
Wheelchair dreams, where food does reign.
Through the fridge I lurch and swoop,
Craving snacks like a ravenous troop.
Wheelchair spins, in fridge I stoop.
Cupboards bare, I shuffle and creep,
Crutches clatter, in corners I peep.
......
To Hungry Crow
by Pijush Biswas
Thou, unravished soul of nature
Thou art child of festal mood of day,
Breaker of silence at morns' feature
Until the day utterly ceased to be
Upon the thatch, the roof, or abbey.
Thou art heartful crier of famine
While terrestrial need is high
And sorrow and woe by divine
Resize itself; And we summoned thee
......
Traffic signs
by Willem BurgerPeople talk out loud at the traffic sign,some people don’t understand they’re thrills and how they can always act fine like how they able to just wine and dine,when they be witnessing all that crime that shit that’s barely worth a dime…fine they have them lover’s those solid four wall structures,warm against they’re shoulders,hurting those who know us those people who over throws us cut throats us you know the low below the line blow outs the crime infested cold outs but you don’t want to know the where abouts to fill out your doubts…
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