I listen a while, I watch a while, from up there, what I see I write, I steal from you a memory and I give....... forever

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I listen a while, I watch a while, from up there, what I see I write, I steal from you a memory and I give....... forever

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Twisted in the shards that lie dying on the canvas
Fragments of hope sung on beats of a butterflies wing
Can you see me now as I kiss the refracted light
Lullabies burn devouring colours from the sunset

Dislocated by the congealed blood under these fingernails
Dissipating memories recoil as today forms the photographs of a mind
From here we can see the shadow of the gods as they rest now
Building from the beginnings as life turns it back on what has begun

Reality bleeds into the river as one to have never seen love
Tasting virtues belonging to another time I do the best i can
Footsteps leave a trace in rays of sunlight burnt into this skin
Blowing the dust from the ground as I sit and I wait

© 2014 Adrian AIDZ Giannini

Adrian AIDZ Giannini
Adrian AIDZ Giannini
Mar 28      Mar 28

colours blend turning to black as the sunsets on another day
lived again on the edge of a rusty blade balanced on the tip of another soul
how would you know what it means to feel as my bleeding fingertips stain the sun

reflected in the convex mirrors distorting the shades of yesterday
hints of redemption savour the Harlequins trust blown as kiss in the ether
standing on time borrowed from the Gypsy as she casts another spell into the wind

awakening huddled tightly into your soul as it calms me from the shadows
I capture your breath in mine and gather thoughts and dreams as the waves break
saving the wreckage outcast as a comfort scattered amongst a crackled sky

redemption scribbled quickly on the back of a postcard yet to be sent
seven skins devoured temper the soul as we dream of a clear blue sky
inject adrenaline appeasing the heart as my head bows and cries as I inject again

© 2014 Adrian AIDZ Giannini

As endless tears flow
Staining a page inscribed with ink
A future yet written on parchment
A poets heart bleeds in black

Palms held empty by the loss
Vision that that once saw so clearly
Words and letters dance alone
Appearing in time as line in this poem

Loneliness grieves as words lament
Loneliness a lost soul marked on skin
Loneliness traced in fragments of air
Loneliness is wishing you where here

© 2014 Adrian AIDZ Giannini

Adrian AIDZ Giannini
Adrian AIDZ Giannini
Mar 14      Mar 15

the muse returns and leaves me to die alone

I cracked my head
So I had better lie down
Thoughts abound
I had better try suicide
I drink the blade
Taste the blood on my tongue
Feel the blade dig deep
Touch the vein
Blackness escapes
Inject the next psychotic
Into my neck
Id rather the blade to taste
Trip this and trip that
Some mutha fukkas gunna find me
Blue and cold to the touch
My soul a fading
Black days from this mind frame
I cannot see beyond
Shadows come to great me
My mumma is beyond the light
Who knew this could be may fate
I live to the Gypsy dancing my grave
Not that Ill know
Ill be cold and buried in times forgotten few
Too many sitting at the church
Wishing me goodbye
False people living a lie
Misery lives under this skin
Living in my veins
Acids curse
But one knows my name
Inked with tears on his cheek
A scar on his heart
One but knows
The angels name

© 2014 Adrian AIDZ Giannini

The muse returns with vengeance in her thoughts

Screaming from my lungs in the colours of sunsets past
Seething as my blood boils cold at the touch of you
Seven times Ive forgiven the innocent
Seven times Ive cried in colours of the Laurette
A black veil hides your ideals and your life
Unseeing eyes appear hollow as the words you use to hold me
In the palm one hand I hold forever
In the other I hold your salvation
Clenched now forever tight trickling blood slowly towards the dirt
Leaving me scared and unable to forgive
Open a torn heart exposed to the sun burnt from your love
Ravens devour hate perched on a slender arm of doubt
Whispering in my ear your name scratched in their crackled caw

This love tastes of excess
This life stinks of extreme

© 2014 Adrian AIDZ Giannini

the leaves curl from winters breath
steam lifts from my tongue as a dragon spits flame
wafting its life in a spiritual prism
colours break forming oblique rifts in time

touch me soft as a fingers trace skin leaving red welts
teeth scar searing flesh imbibed by laughters reason
listening to the inner ramblings gather
seek the back of my hand for warmth and comfort

solitude dripped black and worn as a crest
placating remembrance and wishes of gold and silver
yet I dream of eleven sins in times of loss as I waiver
still wearing this skin marked in ink I smell frangipani on the air

want from this is nearly a life of nothing
from the tip of a finger I taste blood mixed with cocaine
bland is the mix of yesterday and tomorrow
still wearing this same skin marked in time I smell sorrow

© 2014 Adrian AIDZ Giannini

Adrian AIDZ Giannini
Adrian AIDZ Giannini
Mar 10      Mar 10

My heart fails as the muse kisses a tear

She looked peaceful lying there
The sun caressing every strand of her jet black hair
Tinted in hues of blue by the sun
So peaceful she lay

A single butterfly approached
Dancing on the hint of a breeze
Stopping to rest on a bare shoulder
Barely casting a shadow

The blades of grass also danced in harmony with the breeze
Unknowing to the sonata of life that spun around
Yet she lay
So peaceful

I speak to her in whispers between the words
As if she could hear every one buried in roses
Lain on silken pillows of doubt
I let her know it will be alright

Let the sun sleep and the dark bring the night
Blue replaced by the gossamer tapestry of angels
In my hand I hold her everything
In my hand I hold a kiss

And in peace I close my eyes
And in whispers I breathe
And in life I know death
So peaceful she lay
In peace she lay

© 2014 Adrian AIDZ Giannini

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