I am an artist in almost every aspect. It's creation, taking the thoughts from your very mind and extracting them, sculpting them, and sharing them with the world. I am a painter, sculptor, writer of stories, poems, anything really =], photographer, aspiring
+ more bio informationIf I love you tonight, where would the night carry you tomorrow?Had we loved the night before, how did you make it to memy soul, when the path is not but hardly beaten?Our minds they know so littlebut they yearn and they ache to be heard!There is no place to set to peaceno sacred stop to rest our heartsthat moan and groan, wh... More..
It is the age old question, it has risen from the dawn of man and it has followed us throughout the centuries. There have been many a debate about it and god knows I'm sick of hearing about it. The answers seems so simple to me, so obvious, but apparently there's more to this matter that meets the eye. Marijuana: legal or not... More..
Delusions......delusions come and go just like your face;so far away and warped and twisted; so wrong so right so inanimate and broken. Do you see it?There, right over there? Shining on the ground like a bright and perfect penny?Shimmer, shimmer flawless bronze and twinkle me a bedtime, tuck me away.Stow my heartache, tow me ... More..
"a poem for you..."my heart...it mourns.it weeps for you, my child, it cries.the pools it sheds for you will never ceasethey refuse to stop, it will not yield.it is always lurking...always digging at your thoughtsand clawing to your brainsthey will not cease, it will not stop.they come to drag you downto grab your feet and pu... More..
To better understand Cubism, you must, as with all art, take into account what was going on in the world at the time the movement was taking place. Cubism was a movement that held some pretty radical influence with politics. At the time, anarcho-syndicalism was rising in popularity, sparked by the industrial revolution. Facto... More..
Sometimes when I close my eyes, I press my lids together as tightly as I can. I think as hard as I can, I concentrate only on pressing them further. I can see reds and blue fuzzy blobs electrify and bounce off one another. Wishing I weren't there but somewhere else. I find that I am the type who is always looking somewhere el... More..
You.I hate you. I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you so goddamn much! For everything you are and everything you did, I truly, truly do hate you. I despise you. You are nothing, and you mean nothing to me. You sicken me. You may have fooled me, yes, at first you had me fooled. I wanted you, I needed you, ... More..
Dear Love - I miss you more than I can express...I ache without you, my heart aches without you and without your love. Where would I be without you? Who would I be and why aren't you here with my now? I crave your touch, your gentle caress, and never will I rest my mind until they are mine. I long for your kisses...they are m... More..
Sarah Zecchini
Webster, Texas US
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