The Forgotten

The Forgotten

A Poem by Don Shaw
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The streets are filled with people who have seemingly slipped through the cracks.

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            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

© 2011 Don Shaw


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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.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

realmwriter

10 Years Ago

It, to me, is kind of like saying, Hey because your clothes are dirty we won't give you a chance in .. read more
realmwriter

10 Years Ago

It paints a ruffer picture of exactly what "the Forgotten" look like. They are not a pretty smile pl.. read more



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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!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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...!

Posted 12 Years Ago


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!

Posted 12 Years Ago


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

Posted 12 Years Ago


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

Posted 12 Years Ago


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

Posted 12 Years Ago


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

Posted 12 Years Ago


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

Posted 12 Years Ago


absolutely, so much truth penned here.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

realmwriter

10 Years Ago

It, to me, is kind of like saying, Hey because your clothes are dirty we won't give you a chance in .. read more
realmwriter

10 Years Ago

It paints a ruffer picture of exactly what "the Forgotten" look like. They are not a pretty smile pl.. read more

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Don Shaw
Don Shaw

San Angelo, TX



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