среда, 16 июля 2025 г.

My bag

Looking for fashion,

Looking for mood,

Looking for season,

Looking for good.

                        ***

The season is mine,when im infashion,

The reasion is fine,when im in mine,

I want to find a look,in  season like wine,

Where is my fashion,the reason of mine?


How should I combine,

My bag and trousers,

When there is nothing,

for me to decorate,

And the jewels on my hand,

They are not suiting as well,

My bag stood like that,

On waiting for that,

How can I look for it, when im out of that?

                          ***

The bag is an outlook,

T-shirt is a covering,

Shoes are a reason,and a way for going,

Jewels are sparkels,for us for caring,

Looking for good one,looking for reasion,

There is no season,and also no muse,

Who can understand,what is that fashion,

What should I put in,inside of my bag?


When im writing,either when sewing,

I feel like nothing,with special threads, sewing,

Im needling my bag,when im finishing it,

But when theres a time for drawing,for marks,

I cant understand for the right ones on it,

What is going on with fashion inside,

when it's not a season,when im out of it.

                       ***

It does has colors,and also sentences,

And sizes and lengths,and also beads on it,

But world is different,when its not standart,

How can I sale it,with the price of it,

What is going on when im out of it,

Why cant I draw it,for others like i do it to me

Im not a fashion, Im not a bag,

Im just a season with bag on my back,

But world is different,when its not standart,

How can I sale it,with the price of it,

What is going on when im out of it.

               ***

 Looking for fashion,

Looking for mood,

Looking for season,

Looking for good.

                  

The season is mine,when im infashion,

The reasion is fine,when im in mine,

I want to find a look,in  season like wine,

Where is my fashion,the reason of mine?

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