I am the lost child and
all i want is to go home
i was a kid when i was lost
and my memories are frozen. now
i am the lost child and
all i want is to go home

At home all i used to play
and i hope ill find my way
At home i was like a king
and all day i used to sing
but now i am the lost child and
all i want is to go home

I miss my mother's lap
and my father's clap
i miss my toys and my bed
my tears have made my eyes go red
i am the lost child and
all i want is to go home

At home i used to eat all day
and now i fight for a meal a day
once i used to live like a king
and now i am nothing but a beggar
i live and live just in hope
that somebody will find me
as i am the lost child and
all i want is to go home

The grass is the bed and
the sky is the roof for me
i see nothing but light
at the end of the tunnel
and hope someday i will find home
as i am the lost child and
all i want is to go home


hope this one is good its just raw ill edit it later and make some necessary changes please give me advice to make it better

adding on to your poem




as im a lost child
where do i sleep
how do i learn
as new things
tend to come my way
as the world
that i see
has no promise
for me to see
as i continue
to grow
i see nature
take its course
to bring a new
lite towards me
a new direction
of a hopefully promising
journey that one wishes to take
as i see the smile through the sunshine
with no question ask
i was a lost child
with no future
but my future
has been solved
i have a home of love
and a bed with comfort
as i learned today
i am somebody
and dreams can come true

really sweet and well its our poem now all thanks to the wonderful addition you made to it

no longer lost
yet the child remains
for a child sees
the world
in color
not in black white or grey
rejoice now
sweet child
in the grass where
you lay
for virtues
upon you
there's comfort
where ever you lay

really amazing thank you Queen and Tayah this is a poem dedicated to all those children who get lost and hope they can be home someday

adding on


as mother nature
has come and gone
but has given you
a place to call home
as you will no
longer feel lost
but safe the world
has given you
the warmth
of family, food
love and friends
together we are once again

may have felt
like a burdan
in so many ways
as my heart
had been torn
no place to call
home, nor a bed
to sleep on
i wasent wanted
truly in my eyes
as my mom
i would say
your a bastard
nothing but a pathetic
child
what a way to speak to one
a child needs love not abuse
that we know
got no money
standing on the road to beg
is not a living for anyone
that you know
as love comes in many ways
so does abuse
but love is a better understanding
as where proof has been truly shown

To all writers.

Agreed, bravo.....

thank you so much Tazzops Queen123 Tayah and Up2us thanks so much for the comments and wonderful additions to the poem :)

like...
and there are times still that all i want is to go home...

Yes, even the very lost want to still go home at times.....

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Nice harsh !
Enjoyed reading it


KiK