AS-Enigmatic Astrologue

Sometimes I hate all, but most of all LEO. Oh papa, they're so conceited. What I hate most is a PISCES crying over the good old days. That humble, brainy AQUARIUS gets on my nerves. He's apt to be mobbed. I dislike the sneaky, self-centered SCORPIO, the stubborn ARIES, the all knowing miser CAPRICORN equally. I'm always in the mood of committing seven deadly sins even with a homely hubby born under CANCER. LIBRA makes me suffer inferiority. I run away every time a SAGITTARIUS starts his unending philosphical speeches. TAURUS makes me sick with his nauseating love of beauty. I can't bear VIRGO's sense of humor as I roar my wrath over that chatterbox of a GEMINI. I might say I terribly need a doctor, but I just say hate is all I need. Having written down all these, she fixed eyes as if trying to remember something. Got it! She had softening of the brain and she was already dead with too much love. Ayten Suvak

AS-I don't know where you are...

...and I don't care a bit where you're ex-darling.

AS-You Go At Once To The Point

With 'Devils' on his lap He suddenly breaks into bitter weaping His tears positively screaming at the writer's wit Which put him into some romantic fits Having a 19th century soul, he suffers from The very author's goal that goes at once to the point/ But he can't endure that Russian sympathy Since he detected unfortunately His Turkish girlfriend's disloyalty... Ayten Suvak

AS-Good-Bye

Good-Bye Words and letters flitted and danced Before my velvety eyes My heart contracting painfully I read a farewell letter with a terrible finality/ It said time would open in spurts But it was time to part That our hour had struck/ Besides love was a hopeless bound There was no need to suffer on its account We were destined to that farewell/ So course and common With an expression sullen I tore the letter in pieces I already knew some such crises So I wasn't overwhelmed No matter how bitterly I was mistaken In reciprocity of affection/ In that moment of misery I thought he was even unworthy Of gossips that hammered me incessantly/ Love erred his ticket fared I sent him back to his own misery So be free to set out On some long and unknown journey/ He might imagine as well that someone is Constantly mocking him secretly... Ayten Suvak

AS-Gender Jazz

Whatever created us either myths Or mischevous gods Men and women are made of blood in Endless strife with a knife No gender is more signified /Once a year on the 8th of March /Many many money money men Either loving or cruel in the end Neither sex will reign in the realm Ayten Suvak

One Billion Love Protest Come what may Whatever you say This is our day /We must put a stop to it To those memorable agonies Damned maladies /Who'll solve the mystery Throughout the man's history Our hearts are beating violently /Not because of a melody of blind fury But directly directly directly With feelings of femininity /We're raising one billion protest Against that stupid gender unrest All the world is agog with it /Rippling like the wavy undulations of hair Hey men take care The arch patriarch /Are you afraid of that matriarch That you vent your spite on woman bitch That you cut woods to burn the witch /Don't don't don't bark but lark Let's go to mass-dancing in the park On the 14th of February /In the forest of pink roses Love will give us all a spark With purple eyes and rosy hearts /Laden with love and love's delights... Ayten Suvak

AS-Shut Up Silence

If laughter is the dance of the soul Then why am I deaf to the music 'Cause my hiccup became the nostalgic melody As I let it dry up nonchalantly Silence wavering between Alto-Basso I wonder why I cannot perceive Love that cannot be consumated Sound that cannot embrace laughter Passion that cannot culminate While crippled desire almost betrays The wriggling body with a fake grin Foisting it on as a chuckle Arsenic drops become musical notes In Socrates' hemlock Whose wisdom is youth's poison So verdicted the Greek consuls Tried in vain to kill his bullgaze As he savoured his melody Mischievously mute its eternal key... Ayten Suvak

AS-2013

In The Year 2013 Astronomers proclaim: Be more indulgent in your mind's frame Restrictions must be tamed A new cosmic era Nothing for nothing is to be gained Doubt not None is in sight but Every man is made of stars Watch hoi polloi in satellites Year 2013 End of the superstitious docility An absolute novelty Rejoice in peace If our Cosmic Gods Don't craft any disasters... Ayten Suvak