Καλώς ήλθατε!

Καλώς ήλθατε!

Saturday, 21 April 2012

DANDELIONS

Failure is also a success on the wrong track;

Sometimes one achieves what others were dreaming of

Then they say he had good luck



A lot of struggle was needed though

They beautify the facts by saying

"It's time now to enjoy

what you are worthy of"



Suddenly

- just by observing some subtle dandelions flying free-

everything disappears

Just like that!



You weep in secret

Who understands these cloudy eyes?

Nobody sees the ultimate internal loneliness

which makes you melt like a candle every night



Consciousness wakes up right here

Some people were destined to be elsewhere

Their lives blossomed in the wrong garden 



Just like it happens with the subtle flying seeds

which people call Dandelions

They are drifted by the cool breeze



Wildflowers bloom in the orchard because of them

 destined to be eradicated 

sooner or later



Innocent beauty grew in the wrong place

Bad luck! 

They were meant to grow elsewhere










Friday, 20 April 2012

HELAS THE LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD WAS EATEN!


I hope, dear fellow poets, one day 
I'll write gently and serene ...
Because this cry of mine, 
Is not at all, like your poetry ...
It is just transfusion of emotions …
It’s blood and soul directly taken from their source.
When shall I be able to combine
The passion with calm logic?
Or to embroider sensually to reason
The fascinating web of lust?
I lived, I am living with a knife in the back.
With a  lover killer and noose.
In a place where only the corks are  floating ...
In a homeland where they are
Sinking diamonds in the mud
and show off them only to sell them.
I wonder, dear fellow poets, could I sculpt
less indelicate  words?
How to convert  the rage in peace?
Who once had been holding my hand, instead of pushing me down?
Who did involved with me without charging to me the fact of the error?
Who ever stayed with me just because he needed just Me?
I am a sea medusa , which used to be a delicate sea anemone.
The mutation of a victim with withered petals in a perpetrator .
No, unfortunately I can no longer
dangle  anchored to the corals!
Transparent I’m carried away amid the waves.
I'm here to remind you that you are not alone;
I invite you to your small, earthy,
Temporary but secure paradise,
Where and for as long you occasionally will enjoy.
Always in fear of the wolf ...
Ah, finally ... I was not fooled:
The Little Red Riding Hood was devoured by him .
Maybe better you to see your  sudden future end,
So that you reward festively with passion every start.

FLESH REMEMBERS




See how I 'm laughing!
I forgot you, I forgot all about you ...
There is nothing
Anymore acute.
The nightmares,
The night-awakenings,
The sighs,
The illness,
The tears ...
The provocative
Veins at the wrists
Are deafening to me,
As they throb with life ...
I can deal with all these
Easily now.
I've  learned how.
And even when it starts
-This pincer
In my heart-
In the night usually
Struggling me ...
Sometimes when the truth
Rings in tin roofs
Along with the rain,
I smile shamelessly
To your blurry image 
And I know ...
You hear me 
Slowly mumbling:
I can stand it now , go away!
I do not belong to you anymore ...
I do not know why, but
My body, when numb,
Always betrays me:
It's still yours ...

Wednesday, 18 April 2012

JUST A SMALL DEATH


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The point is loneliness ...
Look at her eyes!
Do you see the little death
Flickering in there?
When you was given her soul
Revealing her fragile core
You pulled out your favorite sharp blade
Cutting into pieces furiously and on the spot
Every type of pregnant roundness,
Every newborn possibility 
To leave away from her arms 
Lucid and winged.
What was the meaning of your very approach?
It has been rumpled and thrown into the trash.
What was the point of the commemorative photos?
Pre-planned death's memento.
You got just what and just as much you liked.
You did not want anything more.
She was deceived opening a door to contact.
You didn't come to reflect your soul to her own.
You came merely to grab what it was missing to you.
You didn't  come to break the ice of isolation.
You just quenched your thirst and returned to your shell.
You left her dumbfounded alone with her present's nightmares.