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I jump up from the bed with this one thought upon my mind "I'm hungry"! So I run straight to the fridge to make a find The remnants of a snack from late last night are in the sink
So many church steeplesSo much crimeSo many hungryThree jobs and no restPreacher says give to meYou will be blessedNo religionJust church
For morning’s breakfast I prepare a snack Of half a poppy covered bagel, so I can survive the day. And then, I lack The most important part: cream cheese, oh no!
Right now I feel like life is in a pickle. I just ate my last pop sickle. That is right, I don't have a single Otter Pop left to my name. Nobody will understand my pain. I cannot settle my craving with an ice cube.
My stomach grumbles How I long to eat something I'll eat a sandwich
It’s 5AM and you’re crying (again). You’ve climbed, into my bed, onto my chest. You put that cute face in front of mine, so close, your whiskers poke
Refrigerator Stocked with food I love to eat Refrigerator
I can say I've been around Sometimes it seems like I can't lift a pound You can't hold me down I know you can't handle me now I am a strong woman raised by a strong woman
Never houseless but always homeless, Music managed to provide a sanctuary Even if it is temporary. Always hungry but full off of food for thought, music was always nourishing. Cheeks sallow, belly hollow,
I thought I heard you say "Frido-lay" Oh, I was so happy. But then I realized you said "triolet". I thought I heard you say "Frido-lay". You said write a poem, I said, " Oh, okay." Now I feel so sappy.
Chunky, Munchy, Crunchy, Peanut Butter or Chocolate Chip, It can be Thick, Thin or Crumbly, Its what Everyone like to eat. It could be round or squared, Sometimes Big or sometimes small;
Roses are red Violets are blue I like bacon More than I like you Tulips are pink Marigolds are yellow Don't you dare Touch my jello
He has no home she has no water he's cold she's hungry
My dream job is not too popular, but one that completes me. To feed the poor, clothe the naked, share some water if need be. It calls me when I see the homeless. It calls me when I feel hungry.
I'm hungry for pork rinds I smell it I have to buy them tomorrow or a cake I graduated today and I'm hungry hungry for money, for love, for friendship experiences a job
It's a Wednesday in November And I'm struggling to keep my eyes open I must look a mess My eyes are droopy And my hair is unbrushed I'll admit, I didn't try at all this morning
In, out, in and out of my mouth. I know you're thinkin' dirty, but those are thoughts you need to ditch, because the truth is I'm just eating a juicy sandwich.
Life; funny as it may be; daring as it should Could not compare to this, or so it would All problems faced to the majority as a whole
3 minutes without oxygen too deep underwater to wonder if I can get to the surface 3 hours without shelter tooth chatteringly cold and I want to go home 3 days without water
Why is my mommy dead? I nudge her but she won't wake up, Is it beacuse she gives us all the food? People walk by but no one helps us, I paw at my mommy meowing, Im hungry but no one is helping us,
Behind these glasses my mind growls - full of emptiness - like my stomach. Not fed. A mosquito trapped in a window. My mind trapped in a tiger's cage. Gnawed, ripped.
HUNGRYBy James Caponera
Is this what life is? Only the known ones Only the pure ones Can make it anywhere Only the divine ones Only the heavenly beings Are carried on feathery wings To the heights of riches
We act meticulous. We think mysterious. We walk alone. We're never done. We become lazy. We get hungry. We never cry. We never die.
Come to me, oh child of the green. You're ways are cruel and mean. And I, the beast, am calling you home. To the depths of darkness unseen.