PAINTING / COLLAGE
I am Cynara.
I wonder why my hair is so long
I hear rumors
I see you looking at me
I want my nails done
I am Cynara.
I pretend to be a dog
I feel music in the air
I touch my face
I see my face in the morning
I am Cynara.
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Lady
Cute, sexy
Singing, dancing, eating
A girl who loves dancing
Cynara
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I know how you feel
When they talk about you
When they walk past you
When you are hungry.
I know how you feel
And it makes me sad
And it makes me real bad
Because you are homeless.
I know how you feel
When I look at you real bad
When you ask for money
Because I’m penniless too.
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RAIN ON ME
Everytime it rains
I feel so sleepy
It makes me feel like drifting
When it rains
It makes me feel drowsy
That's when I smile and say to myself
"Rain on me".
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WHEN I CRY
When I cry I look at the sky
I wonder why I feel this way
I cry sometimes but I have nothing to say
I wonder why I have to feel this way
Why I do I feel sad when I cry?
1 comment:
Cynara, I like your poem about the rain. I like rain in the afternoon, when the morning sun has warmed the road. The rain falls on the hot road and makes steam.
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