Caution: I come with a warning label

I caution you

run as fast as you can

because I am fire

a sharp tongued

dangerous

woman

Hymn of a dying cynic

 Sometimes I like to write s*#$&@ poetry too.

Hymn of a dying cynic

Fiery intoxication of the best and worst kind.
I feel you seeking me
your eyes search for answers
underneath the surface.
I have become a splinter
lurking within the shadows of your thoughts
where you decorate my image with the thirst of desire.
I make you suffer a bittersweet agony
you hope to deny.
But I don't understand this reasoning
I say, if you feel it
let love intoxicate,
suffer its feverish chills
let it infect every last inch of your being
soak its venom right into your soul
let it kill you
and bring you back to life
turn life into poetry.
Your love has already begun to saturate my veins
she inspires the muses and awakens my soul
My once empty canvases
that lay like carcasses on the bedroom floor
have sprung to life
filled with vibrating colors and music.
Sweet love, take me further
push me off this cliff and see me fall
watch my body twist in sweet agony.
Let me house you in the temple of my loins
cradle your insecurities
wrap you in the cloak of my love!
Share this agony with me
so in turn we can both be captives of the same affliction.

October 7, 2010 © Mariana Moscoso

My attempt at a Haiku

Floating orange leaf

fragile little universe

together we dream.

-March 3, 2009

I am currently taking a Poetry Seminar and one of the assignments was to write a Haiku. I have to say I never knew that I would like writing them. Haikus are simple, yet, they can paint the most picturesque images with a few words.

I know I have been negligent to my blog but I promise there will be much more to share very soon! I now have more time to dedicate to art so I will be posting my work as I go along.