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Andrea Samano Poem
my eyes are dried out,
not a single tear dares to come out,
my body aches from malnutrition even though it doesn’t seem that way,
my anger bottles up deeper within me,
my emotions taking over,
and my love for someone making it harder for me to breathe,
my mother surviving on her last thread,
my sister finally being herself,
i feel as a proud mom watching her daughter promote,
but soon it’s going to come to an end
Copyright © Andrea Samano | Year Posted 2023
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i want to return to my home,
my paradise my home away from home,
my HOME,
defining home the place we feel most comfortable, loved, and protected,
my home is my family,
i feel distant and lost far away from home,
i feel deserted and abandoned,
i feel dark, disoriented, and too reserved,
i want to be known , discovered, and mingled with,
i want friends and connections,
i want waves and bumps , i want love but i dont, i want sleepless nights and endless talks, i want midway adventures,
i want life ,
i want home.
Copyright © Andrea Samano | Year Posted 2025
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as i inhale the cloud white smoke,
and listen for the beats and the groves in the song,
a stealthy trail of tears roll down my face,
as now im faced with a sudden notice of reality,
i am now open-minded and now care free,
i begin exhaling the now sour burning smoke,
and feel the cold air compress against my back,
thats when i hear the song begin to fade away
- andrea samano
Copyright © Andrea Samano | Year Posted 2023
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Andrea Samano Poem
why must you be this way,
we came united and you know our ways,
you spreaded your wings and left,
you have forgotten of what we descended of,
and you left us ashamed,
i cry alone in the dark,
awaiting for your return,
but in the end its just stone cold,
i wish you came back but it will never be true.
Copyright © Andrea Samano | Year Posted 2025
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As i bestow my eyes into your darkest sincerest eyes,
I feel calmness overtake my body,
As If I was looking into the night sea where the waves and shore are at peace and the moon glistens over,
And the soothing sound of your voice calming one another,
and the warmth of being in your brace keeping me at peace,
I feel as if i were to be home and covered with a blanket.
Copyright © Andrea Samano | Year Posted 2025
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As 365 days pass,
I still look at the same moon glistening over the same ocean
I still hear your soft laughs in my head,
I can still see some of our broken faded memories,
As I keep coming back I keep remembering,
All those restless nights and happy days,
I would die just for those 365 days.
Copyright © Andrea Samano | Year Posted 2025
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Andrea Samano Poem
I am from a mature lemon tree from tall uncut grass,
And pots and pans,
I am from the blue broken house and bags full of recyclables, to the smell of home-cooked pozole, and the feeling of comfort,
I am from the nopales planted on the fence,
To the willow tree whose long-gone limbs I remember as if they were my own.
I’m from family gatherings and recalentadas, from storytelling & crying,
From my mother and sister
I’m from card games and dice,
and from family visits to bonfires,
I’m from si se puede, and everything happens for a reason,
And nonstop oldies and corridos,
I’m from baking cakes on birthdays and fishing in the evenings,
I’m from Sacramento, the capital of California,
and deep roots in Mexico, a proud Mexican and Cora,
And from Chile rellenos to lasagna,
From a hardworking immigrant who has been hardworking since the age of 10, who has always been selfless and full of calluses on his hands, from high school graduation ceremonies to fond memories and photos of every milestone, hidden away in a safe spot in my mind, never to be lost.
Copyright © Andrea Samano | Year Posted 2025
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