Cynthia Yildirim

Cynthia Yildirim Poems
1. | Ode To War | 7/10/2007 |
2. | Ode To Peace | 7/10/2007 |
3. | Ode To Women | 7/10/2007 |
4. | Ode To Men | 7/10/2007 |
5. | Ode To Self | 7/10/2007 |
6. | Ode To Extraterrestrials | 7/10/2007 |
7. | Ode To Christianity | 7/10/2007 |
8. | Ode To Wiccans | 7/10/2007 |
9. | Ode To Atheists | 7/10/2007 |
10. | Ode To Hinduism | 7/10/2007 |
11. | Ode To Mormons | 7/10/2007 |
12. | Ode To Shinto | 7/10/2007 |
13. | Ode To Taoism | 7/10/2007 |
14. | Ode To Divorce | 7/10/2007 |
15. | Time Traveler | 7/10/2007 |
16. | Natural Evolution | 7/10/2007 |
17. | She Was | 7/10/2007 |
18. | I Am Thine | 7/10/2007 |
19. | Our House | 7/10/2007 |
20. | Why This Pain? | 7/10/2007 |
21. | Ah, Silence | 7/10/2007 |
22. | The True Poet | 7/10/2007 |
23. | Live For It! | 7/10/2007 |
24. | I Loath | 7/10/2007 |
25. | My Secret Love | 9/16/2007 |
26. | Please Me Lover | 9/16/2007 |
27. | My Christmas | 12/8/2007 |
28. | Escape Love | 2/9/2008 |
29. | And, Then I Knew | 3/22/2008 |
30. | Nodnarb | 4/3/2008 |
31. | Ode To Distraction | 7/10/2007 |
32. | Ode To Islam | 7/10/2007 |
33. | Ode To Judaism | 7/10/2007 |
34. | Ode To Catholicism | 7/10/2007 |
35. | Ode To Buddhism | 7/10/2007 |
36. | The Three Sticks | 5/8/2007 |
37. | Rannato | 5/8/2007 |
38. | On The Lot | 6/14/2007 |
39. | Prop | 6/25/2007 |
40. | Ode To Love | 7/10/2007 |
Ode To God
I
Brilliant leader of light
You are my father
You love as no other
You save with fierceness
II
Glider of water
Creator, artist, all-knowing
You see what you wish to see
You create laws that we break in fear
We fear you, yet you are invisible to us
III
Angels surround you my Lord
Your council is waiting for your decision
Your answers are swift without relenting
This one to hell, this one to paradise
This one let be reborn, until he learns better
You fly as though a perfect feather
IV
Your robe is white, you bathe at...
One Day I'Ll Be Like You
One day old man I'll be like you
My hands tired and torn
My back hunched over
My steps slow
My driving slower
My grandchildren lighting my eyes
My medicine cabinet full of things to save me
One day old man I'll be like you
And they would laugh at me
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