"ΚΑΛΗ ΧΡΟΝΙΑ ΝΑ ΖΕΙΤΕ, ΑΓΑΠΗΜΕΝΟΙ!"

ΤΡΑΓΟΥΔΙΣΤΟ ΑΠΟ ΤΗ ΧΡΥΣΑ ΒΕΛΗΣΣΑΡΙΟΥ

"HAPPY NEW YEAR TO LIVE, BELOVED!"

All my life, yes, I was looking for
my other half
and all my life I did not find it ...

All my heart I gave to you
hoping my other 
half from you to take back for me .

I saw that you was keeping it tight
and rushed to it
to grab and never  leave it.

You put it around your neck
as a necklace and
you left, leaving me alone weeping.

I am not angry, my sweet eyes
even if it hurt me, I...
I craved  so much to love you.

My other half you kept, no matter;
since I could not
I would not take care of you wholeheartedly.

On you this will be an amulet
every evil to
turn away, your soul protecting from loss.

I accept the fact you  don't see
any hope nor
you even desire together that we live.

I wish to be blessed whoever stays
beside you instead of me,
and your arms holding makes you  say "I Will Survive!"

INSTEAD

SOLITUDE

SUICIDAL

Η ΠΤΗΣΗ

THE FLIGHT

A BURST

SOLSTICE 21-12-2012

NO HUMAN CAN...

A SITUATION

I am sitting here

I'm feeling cold

It's dawn again

I'm used to it

I'm thinking 

about Christmas

Tiny lights flashing 

behind me

He decorated 

the tree for me

My punishment 

is smiling...

And I, I just miss 

the moment

Nothing

from what I was once

I still am

In nothing

to what I was

I'm not coming back

My grey wolf! 

Make me dream!

You're the only one 

who does not ask me

you just give me

You're the only one

who inclined to 

your Goddess and 

asked her to come back

You 're the only one 

who might teach me

how to get  away 

from this nightmare.

We so often worship

the neglecting 

by refusing

the acceptance

We so often

attach ourselves 

to the "ah!"

while the "ha!" 

would change our fate.

A GREAT LOVE

I'm in love...

I'm in love...

I'm in love...

I'm in love!

I'm in love?

I'm in love and

I'm in love

With my

Black and White

Kind and Cruel

Poor and Rich

Mute and Sound

Bitter and Sweet

Sore and Mellow

Huge and Small

Soul's and Flesh's

LIFE!  

(c)ChryssaVelissariou2012

HALF

FOG

  

by ChryssaVelissariou2013

I do not want anymore

to come back

Even if you think of me 

when it rains '

even if you look at me

hidden in

the mist with your eyes in tears

your back bent.

I do not want anymore

light to live

I walk through the dream's fog '

I talk to 

myself so I can bear the

absence of

the present one in every turn.

Dark my reign.

I do not want anymore

love to feel '

I get pleasure in secret,

even if

you think I do not give in

to defeat,

even if you hope I will

fight again.

IS IT FUTILE?

Sometimes

der arme Poet / the poor poet

Gemälde von Carl Spitzweg.

I wonder

if showing

my soul it

is futile

completely.

I'm exposed.

I confess.

I fight with

myself and

many others

addicted

to dig more

and deeper.

The treasure

is carbon

ad nauseam.

I hope though

looking for

diamonds or

gold nuggets

as frantic

rhymester

in delirium.

I frankly

am grateful

to anyone who

withstands me.

Loneliness

of this kind

to the poet

is equal

to paranoia.

He suffers

from a special

kind of autism

and he needs

rhythm to get

in contact.

ICE

It is-ah-so cold!
The circle 's narrowing
I was desolate
Now I exist without

Your dream, painful pin
penetrates through
the skin of my soul
I overtake this
wound with great mastery
I leave far behind
my innocent self
This kind of absence
revenges blindly
You must dare to haggle
both your heart and mind
Memory becomes a
snow covered landscape
The icy winter sparkles
white like a hungry
fierce soulvorous beast
The oblivion also
is hurting you if
it finds you lonely
into the darkness 

TRUE LOVE

Love story of Radha and Krishna (Lakshmi and Narayana)

Paintings inside the Lakshmi Narayan Temple, Orchha, India.

There are people

we think they loved us...

It is only a strange chemical reaction

in the brain

They just destroyed our lives

They just loved themselves

Who really loves stays together

Who really loves stays in touch

Who really loves remains a friend

I can! Why can you not?

I've been passionately in love

I was not the one who went away

I was the abandoned one

I never wanted disappear though

Conditions are changed

I never had any hope past will come back

Feelings are transformed

Affection and togetherness should remain

You can not ask me to feel

as I felt for you in the past

But there is something in human soul

there must be there

which is above conditions and quarrels

which can stay alive for the persons who

really are our beloved ones who

really are our soul mates

There must be there!

There must be something eternal in true love!

Perhaps every emotion even love

is a personal illusion...

Well, I prefer my world of illusions

more than your reality

UPSET HAIKU

Haiku and Digital Art by Chryssa Velissariou

HAIKU FEELINGS

to-laugh-again by Bob Salo

you 're a wave you crash on me
undermining me
till I fall


pity great wolf, I'm just lamb
I don't want to be
hurt and killed

why are you upset again, my wind?
blowing can uproot
fragile tree

are you aware I exist or you
feel me as a mirage
of your want?

I will laugh I cried a lot
no cloud will obscure
smiling sky

WHY?

http://mobyjoecafe.com/2012/09/

Look!
I don't
like
at all
myself!
I have
problems
with
my being
I feel
strange...
Why
do you
think you
love me?
Why?
I know
there is
around
a lot
of quite
delightful
deserts
to easy
your
passions
Can you
explain
why me?
And most
of all
why do I
want you?
Why I tend
to love you?
Why again?

ARE GOOD INTENSIONS ENOUGH?

Good Intentions by DarlingDeerest

Are you really someone important to me?
Or it's my incredible imagination
which creates through you a new defensive
redoubt against my hungry needs?
I'm absolutely careless
of your emotions which
possibly are so fragile
you'd be severely hurt
I feel responsible but
the truth is you are
more than mature to
distinguish what's
true or false...
Please be careful!
Lust and caring
are enough
Love is often an
unintentional 
sweet pretense 
Love needs quite a time
and intimacy
to really grow
Love is growing
in a strange way
fed by patience
and good will
We often say
"I love you" in a 
prospective way...

DIVERSITY

ELENEE IS MORE THAN BEAUTIFUL

I came near to your heart, Elenee ...

So near that I could not write a simple poem for you.

It seemed to me you are the perfect and exquisite blend

of Depression, of Joy and of Beauty

With a loud smile in  heartbreaking sweet sorrow.

I never expected to fatally meet you

just like a diamond excavated out of mud...

I was so surprised about it! I loved you, Elenee ...

A Circe flowing, throughflowing and overflowing

Offered , even penetrating the walls.

A self-sustaining flame

even when there is no combustible

Enough she is in flames

even if she is burning her own flesh.

Helenee luminous star in my dark age,

Refracting its luster through windows - prisms,

which transform the painful haze of the external Universe

Enlightening - from your insight -shouting colourfulness.

In my mind, your face symbolises a consolation.

As in deep darkness, the full Moon.

Besides, you are a witch,

Your face should be bathed in moonlight

Even though-oddly- you shine emitting your own light.

Dedicated to my superb friend poet and writer Elenee Stasinou, that the "metaphysical"-seems to me_was too late to bring her in my "neighborhood".  Her latest in Europe awarded novel  "The Woman of Delphi"  Okeanos publications

I ADMIRE YOUR LIGHT

There is a kind of eros

between brilliant souls

that is neither measured

nor expressed

instinctively

through the body

as usual

If thither someone

undervalues this feeling

charring's fire will be born

which will turn it to ashes

to an insignificant wreck

to some trash

No doubt!

You, bright Phaethon,

you are sharing since so many years

the chariot of Sun

you are so tortured

by experiencing the beauty

as you are being burnt in mental fire

If I look deeply

in your flamethrowers eyes

I recognize stars

born in there

but I see also  black holes

Oh, my friend Phaethon!

I exist as your pyrophoric beloved

I discern in our souls mutual

fuming luminescent open wounds

DESERTIFICATION

absence leave us alone as

desert's Simoom does

in sand's crowd

INCAPABILITY

I do not know
what to do for you
what I have to do with you
you are so different
and you ask me the impossible
I'm not able to offer
Although I feel incapable
I need your presence
I feel alone
but loneliness is heavier
without you
Please let me live
in your shadow
like a small parasite which
could never harm you

IN LOVE

Kissing Wolves,  print by Oneta

He looked at me

with his big eyes

His soft enormous lips

were semi-opened

eager to taste

Just for a moment

I caught this glance

so piercing, so perceivable

I felt hugged 

I felt his despair

and his hunger 

just for me

It was thrilling!

I understood so 

profoundly

that very moment

what he was feeling

Oh God! Heartache!

It is terrifying to me

being in love

with a man so great

although so distant but

being conscious

of his emotions!

He is so in love

with me!

Μy knees buckled.

Dante and Beatrice, 1915. By John William Waterhouse (1849-1917). medium: oil on canvas

IN THE DEEP

K.Madison Deep blue dream

Deep in my heart

there's a traitor

a man who betrayed my love

AM I A POET?

painting 'Roots'  BY Heather Offord 

It is so difficult to me
to go out and talk about
what I write!
I write just because
I can not talk about it

Thank you, thank you!
I'm not a poet...
I just read others poems
I just can not stop writing poems
I hope I do not offend poetry
through my poems

Honey, you are a great poet
What makes a poet great?
The readers? Nope!
Time is the owner of the greatness
Time is the only one who can offer you
a sip of this powerful wine.

Once you said, my friend...
Do you want to be eternal?
You have the power to charm
millions of people, go on!
Do you want this or the eternity?
Think! What element in you
is eternal for sure? I said
I don't know and you whispered
Die or stay with your ancestors spirit!
Throw away anything else.

I'm in a turbulent world
living a turbulent life
Passion, love, sorrow, death
disrupted me, disoriented me
I keep in my heart what you said
I must stop  mewling
I just need to quench my immense thirst
absorbing wisdom through my roots
Then perhaps I would dare to call myself a poet...

AN OTHER KIND OF LOVE

BEAUTIFUL WOMAN FROM AJANTA CAVE PAINTINGS BANGLADESH

I keep you in my mind
the whole day through
not feeling firing passion
which burnt me before 
that's concrete but
your love and presence in my life
makes me complete
Eros is torturing me for years
with horrible wars and
painful depression with
tragic hopeless suicidal obsession
I need your hungry but joyful lust
which heals the wounds and nurtures my wants
I need your steady spontaneous affection
which guides me to work on my being's perfection
I need you so wise as vulnerable you are
Perhaps you don't see it but you've stolen my heart.

THE BATH

I want to take a warm steamy bath
into oblivion's lake
To wash out every spot of remembrance
complete amnesia
to leave my body nude, floating, reborn
right out of Earth's womb
to dream of your eyes not thinking anything else
than our bound souls
neither knowing who you are nor who I am
amazed in love
neither being conscient of the past nor of the future
but of the moment
Please, stop torturing me, leave me alone, and forget!
Your part of me's dead. 

SIMOOM

How comfortably I nestle
in lustful prison of my wants
under the pretext of exhaustion!
I distorted my creative vivid self
into a slow moving crawling animal
sick prey to soul-eating hungry passions .
Where is the happy human I was, before?
Oh, I wonder, I lost control? I shudder.
Beautifully I mused undoubtedly in
my familiar cradle of logic! 
Simoom,my chaotic thymic both
excites and corrupts me ...

PAINTING: Simmom by Serge Sudeikin, 1915

RELATIVITY

Relativity by Paul J. Iutzi

I'm sitting right here thinking
I was reading your old poems
when you were in love with me
in your first
I was an innocent fairy
in your last 
I was a plague upon you
the first evil after which 
myriads of evils followed
I  became an unbearable sin
Dirt in your clear water
Do not flatter yourself
As a betrayed often say
You are not different than others
You quenched your thirst
you threw away the remaining
that was my  heart in love
My hopes for long living love
were one more time belied
Emotions are usually related with wear
Fine examples of relativity...
depending on the point of view and on time
They appear as events 
we can only remember

SMILE!

You are not so strong
You are not so young
You are not so healthy
I don't think you're even wealthy
but you are the one
'cause I see in your dream
I 'm a muse serene
who inspires creation
out of life's recession
and you need my hand 
to caress your cheek
and you need my smile
to gouge hope from the deep
and you need my body
as a boat so steady
to be safe to sail  
for your own eternity

I THINK I'LL BE SAVED WHEN I FALL DOWN

Sometimes I feel so small and irrational

http://uchopo.deviantart.com/art/save-me-from-myself-92631803

I do not know how to produce

I never learned

I just know how to create

I know how to walk against the wind

This makes me so poor and 

in the same time so rich!

People respect me

People praise my acts

People admire my writings

People love me

I'm alone though

I fight alone

My lovers scared and went away

thinking I'm mighty and

I can stand it

My relatives consider me as a saviour

thinking I'm mighty

I can walk alone and always give

My children are always waiting me for help

My friends...I love them, who could I hurt?

Who's going to help me?

There was someone

He seemed to understand

but in the end he didn't again

He hurt me most of all

I feel as a rose whithered

before to blossom

I feel as a thing used to be used

I cry in the night my needs never satisfied

What a pity, lately I don't even believe in Paradise

And you, you are too away and different

to pay  my price. You can not.

You will just be 

someone more in my croud of takers.

CURSE

Painting by Odilon Redon "crying spider"