Poetry Project

Sindy Penaloza
Poetry Book Cover
Book Spine Poem
Little do we know

If I was your girl

By your side

Give me some truth

The truth lies here

For a muse of fire

Blackout Poem
A

bliss
marks
blood

under

her shallow harm.

 Free Verse Poem
To be a women
To be a women in this generation is to be perfect
No flaws, No bad habits Put on makeup, But not too much
No scars, No stomach Make it look natural
Stay quiet but not to quiet, It's to be skinny in a world where being
express your emotions skinny is to be

But don't say to much underweight

To be a perfect women in an
unperfect world
Found Poem
Too much
To let this healing go to despair
Song by Lakeyah Robinson

I’ve always been told that love is something you fight for I ain't the same b**** that I was when I met you
But why is it that i'm always the one fighting
I done changed myself all for the root of myself
It's obvious he ain't no good
And now you wanna come back
The love that I have for him is so strong
You don't know what love is
But this time I ain't beggin' for a soul
And i'm done fighting for love that wasn't there
I’ve wasted to much time and energy on someone who’s not willing to fight for me
to begin with
I feel as though my heart has shattered

As if there's no room for repair

I done been through too much

I Don’t Understand
I don’t understand

Why females chose to stay when all they want to do is run

Why leaving is hard but staying is even harder

Or as to why females feel the need to fix what they didn’t break

I do understand as to why they stayed

Even when it hurt them to the core

Being afraid is a key factor as to why they stayed so long

When females leave it leaves a trace of abundance

That one can feel from a mile away

I now understand why they stay.

Your hands are like the touch of a clouds
It lets me know your
Watching over me
Through the white fluffy clouds
When It rains I let the tears out
When the tears flow
I wipe them with my own hands
Artwork Poem The Swing Painting by Jean-Honoré
Fragonard The beauty of life is like the trees and plants that are
so distinguished in the painting as is they were real
Fragonard A garden is a sacred and safe place for one that
deals with their emotions on a high throughout their lifetime
The highs also comes with a low but that is why I see
as to why the painter painted a swing with a little girl
To show that even if you feel at peace you can also go
higher
The higher you go the worse the fall will feel
This is to show that one should never be too
comfortable in the postin in life that they are at
Because you can never know when it will be taken
away from oneself.
Spoken Poetry
Challenge Poem
Your voice, eyes, hands are my kryptonite
I can’t function around you
Your scent leaves a trace I just can’t seem to forget
Only if I could trust you again would it be that easy again
Your lips are something I can't seem to forget they are so rotund as if they have never touched
by another's
You remind me of Faroe because you have all the qualities one wants in someone
You are as rare as the solstice, and what's funny is that you only come twice a year also
You never cared for others feeling and that is your kryptonite