WOUNDS

Hurt, hurt, scaring and slaughtering
And suddenly healed, brought around
Engrave scar that exacerbate
Silent remembrance of pain
Pain, how long to live with a pain?
When you have a lot to retrieve,
So many things to account,
By so many Furies hunted ...
You forget the pain, forget the sorrow
Go ahead to the "final" showdown
Sometimes you think that's all ... and hope
More wounds of those sweet not to have
Or scars looking ugly not to see
On your superb astral body .
In your nature helas suits to suffer ...
C.V.

ANOTHER MORE SLANT

http://gracegarton.blogspot.com/2011_04_01_archive.html

Dilemmas,
That I put 
Between us,
Hurt you again ...
Angry am I
With myself !
As I try
Only love 
You to offer
At your feet,
Adorable sorrow,
The feeling
Bloodthirsty
Is lurking,
to stab your
Courteous soul ...
I should accept,
Me and not you,
I'm the strong ...
I 'm a true bitch
Unforgivable!
Worthy of hard
Isolation ...
Worthy of your keen
Brutal slant ...

ARE YOU LOOKING AT ME?

What my beauty?
Are you looking at me?
You tried to lie
Again to me ...
But your eyes
To my heart
Say it all ...
Let it be now!
You have about 
Other things to
Fight hard ...
Concentrate!
Whatever you say,
Whatever you do,
Whatever you become,
Your face's telling me
The same: Love! Romance?
Eros has died ...
But who among us
Needs it? We are one.
Why do you deny it?

ON SHORE IN OCTOBER ... or THE MIGRATION GRIEF

You were turbulent 

as in my deep dreams.

Openly warm, charming...

I LOVE YOU

I don't want
You to tell
If you feel
Still the same
Sweetness
Within me.
I don't want
Truly almost
Nothing else ...
The only thing
I want is
That you exist...
Because I
'Ve got love
For you! It
Just pains me
To exist
Alone
On earth ...
To exist
Without you!

SMILE

http://www.chethstudios.net/2010/02/45-gorgeous-smiley-fingers-photographs.html

I draw a
Big smile
In my face
I 'm grateful
You bring me 
Back again
Some of those 
That collapsed
During your 
"No intention"
Descent down...
I 'll be always
On the beat...
Your partner.
Even if
I just steal
Α few scenes 
Of your life
From the Quinn ...
Continue
So decent!
This should be
For me too
From now on 
Maximum
Expectation!

OF REMOTE

http://www.guardian.co.uk/artanddesign/2009/apr/15/artist-andrew-cranston
Man/Partition (2008) by Andrew Cranston Photograph:
Andrew Cranston/International Project Space

As if being cracked ...
Deep scratches!
This awful loss,
Severe stabs!
Acute the pain,
As you're away ...
Humility 've you got
To stay in the shadow?
Impulse of
Warm embrace.
Disaggregated
In kissing and tears ...
The distinction have you got
To respect
your beloved
isolation?
And let's staggering ...
And let's bleeding ...
Groaning tied
Behind your backs ...
Patience economy
And introspection ...
Whatever it is to be, it will be !
Time is the answer ...

WILTING

Ah! I am tired ...
Where is his shoulder?
Where is his arm
Around my waist?
Where is the wind
To cool the flame
Of his tender 
Lips sweet kisses? 
Ah! I am tired ...
Where is the gaze
Of his moist
Lustful eyes?
Empty memories ...
Wild the absence ...
I 'm withered ...

http://pockypuu.blogspot.com/Treading Through An Untrimmed Memory
acrylic & color pencil

Framed and matted

21 x 17.5"53 x 44 cm

MELLOW SADNESS

http://fineartamerica.com/featured/sadness-noredin-morgan.html

Too bad I do to myself
I revenge  me subconsciously
Awake, I whine to die
I live in a passive immobility ...

My idol in the mirror I see
I hate this creature actually
I want to laugh sensualy
To that bursted out figure I formed ...

I destroyed everything you 'd loved,
But also what's exhausted you early
What in the nights has troubled you,
'cause of desire you were drowning!

I just wanted truly to love you!
To drink from your soul the impulse
I did not know that I was causing  pain ...
How silly, dangerous and dishonest was I!

Where you exist , I 'm craving to be,
Where you 're gasping in martyrdom ...
Alone without my little hand,
That drove you out of the mist ...

GETAWAY

Cease to

Speak my

Verbose

Spirit!

Tyrants!

Orgies of

Words to

Tear me ...

No crave

To see

Deeper

Farther

Wearing

Heavy

Sharp

Feeling

You who

Could hear

With care

Be deaf!

Moral

Perpetrator!

Massacre!

Vilification!

Sneaky

My killer

Self just

Escaped ...

Plunder

He grabbed

Sparkling

The dream ...