Why I call myself Yellow
Yellow is the colour of the sun.
The colour of well smelling flowers...
on a southern balcony.
Yellow,
the colour of the scarf
on the head of a poor boy
in the desert,
because sometimes
the sun hurts a little over there.
These people don't diet because they're skinny and fine.
That's why I feel so small sometimes...
and I'm grateful to be here.
I pray to God,
that's what i like
because it keeps my soul pure.
I dont't know what to say anymore,
My conclusion...
Yellow....
---a colour to be dreamy---
17-09-2007
The colour of well smelling flowers...
on a southern balcony.
Yellow,
the colour of the scarf
on the head of a poor boy
in the desert,
because sometimes
the sun hurts a little over there.
These people don't diet because they're skinny and fine.
That's why I feel so small sometimes...
and I'm grateful to be here.
I pray to God,
that's what i like
because it keeps my soul pure.
I dont't know what to say anymore,
My conclusion...
Yellow....
---a colour to be dreamy---
17-09-2007
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Melski: | Dinsdag, september 18, 2007 08:46 |
| Wauw, echt super! gr.Melski :) |
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| MG Poetry: | Maandag, september 17, 2007 18:32 |
| Nice poem you''ve written there;) Grtz:d MG |
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| lexx: | Maandag, september 17, 2007 07:50 |
| Eén pauselijke kleur ook ..:) | |
| Innerchild: | Maandag, september 17, 2007 07:45 |
| Foutje aangepast ... ;-) | |
| Free@Bird: | Maandag, september 17, 2007 07:32 |
| Deze is erg mooi Yellow i like it! liefs, kerima |
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| yellow: | Maandag, september 17, 2007 06:40 |
| Beste nmensen, zoals jullie zien heb ik een foutje in de titel. De titel moest natuurlijk zijn : Why I call myself Yellow. |
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| Windwhisper: | Maandag, september 17, 2007 06:11 |
| Whoooooo I Like it...mooier dan mooie Yellow indrukwekkend en met passie geschreven liefs Cobie Kuzzz |
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| Auteur: Yellow | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Innerchild | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 17 september 2007 | ||
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