Neglected Art

Neglected Art

A Poem by .::Cup^E^Cake*RaWr!*::.
"

This is for my best friend in Arkansas,I wont say her name because she might not want me to.

"

She sits on a bench

outside of the bookstore in town,

Wondering when

she'll have her shining moment.

 

She hides whatever is bothering

behind sarcastic remarks

about how stupid the average joes of Arkansas look

when they drive around the courthouse all night,

Wasting gas.

 

She doesn't know

that I know when she hides herself away.

 

She doesn't know,

I know she's feeling like neglected art.

© 2008 .::Cup^E^Cake*RaWr!*::.


Author's Note

.::Cup^E^Cake*RaWr!*::.
Nothing is perfect,Don't be too harsh please!

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This is beautiful!!!.
OMAGOD!. I love it...!!!!

Posted 16 Years Ago


This poem reminds me of so many people, and myself... hopefully like Siya said that her "art" will be seen! I really liked this, and how you said:

She doesn't know,

that I know when she hides herself away.

She doesn't know,

I know she's feeling like neglected art.

You sound really considerate, and caring. Great job! :)


Posted 16 Years Ago


Wow so very well put... you must be one great friend to care so much and write this for her... I am sure one day people will see what a priceless work of art she is... wonderfully done!!

Posted 16 Years Ago


So beautiful and bittersweet, moving my heart with deep emotion knowing the feeling of neglected art... So wonderfully done...

Craig

Posted 16 Years Ago


This is well thought out! The title pos out at you! I enjoy your work!

Posted 16 Years Ago


This was nice. It shows what nice a friend you are. She should have faith that one day her 'art' will be noticed....
I loved it...!!
Well Done!!

Posted 16 Years Ago



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.::Cup^E^Cake*RaWr!*::.

Somewhere I need to be down in, AR



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My Name is Rebekah but everyone calls me Beck or Beckah or my fav Cup^E^Cake & I was born in Ohio but Raised in the south. My poems are about things that really happend some where in my life weather .. more..

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