GORDANA
KARAKASHEVSKA
The Dead Travel Fast
I live my ghosts
to be whit you, darling
I come, reach one’s destination
and you don’t know
I have ear ache,
This pain is my own.
I come to be whit you.
Give me a hug, quickly
Give me a little love, my lover.
I let the rats and the monsters
in the madness whit the night
to rot away whit suppuration into
the place of execution to evil
No regrets, no mercy for the witch!
Groan roar whit anger sinking
in deep, falling through envy
and the blood to bleed
I let fright and the suffer behind me.
I love you foolishly!
I`m crazy about you!
Whit attachment
I`m your everlasting mistress.
If You Only Love Me Once…
…if you only love me once,
once is enough.
if you even take the risk of finding live
yourself in my story or
if you noticed any surprising things lately on
full moon live love,
you are welcome.
in the end
nothing is permanent
but there are a thousand beautiful things
waiting for sunshine and rain
I hope you will find me in the silence of shell,
between the see stars
if you only love me once
once is enough
and if we are lacy enough,
we will end up as a love poem
and this is amaysing …
whit those red high hils
you can`t turn away from kiss
it`s more than I hope…
End
Like a glass,
like a mirror
like a broken world
my feelings falling apart
because of one deadly sorrow
and the ocean is close
and the water is deep.
Like you and me
like a …
like a broken heart
my feelings falling apart
because of the dark sorrow
and the death is here
and the silence is scary.
GORDANA KARAKASHEVSKA
GORDANA
KARAKASHEVSKA: was born on
January 31, 1973 in Pehchevo, Macedonia. She attends primary school in Pehchevo
and high school in Skopje in EPU Boris Kiddrich. Since then she has lived,
worked and created in Skopje with the exception of a few years of her life when
she lived and worked in Turin, Italy and they will leave a deep mark on her as
a creative person and artist. She deals with art and in hers free time with photography.
She has been writing since she was thirteen years old, when she actively
participated in regional competitions in art and literary works. For her,
writing is a way of life and art is a universal language.
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