ΧΡΥΣΑ ΒΕΛΗΣΣΑΡΙΟΥ

Monday, 20 August 2012

ON THE THRESHOLD

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Why are you standing on the doorway?
Why don't you talk to me?
Why don't you talk to me?
My eardrums are broken by your silence.
Neither Hello, neither Good bye.

That's enough!
I want to pass out...

Ach dear, if you only stop me
Ach dear, if you were keeping the door locked!
I've never been worthy for this...

I'm a nothing which exploded
I'm waiting stoically to become nothing again.
The Universe is still waiting though...

Saturday, 18 August 2012

CLICK!

Cowards! Cowards!

I'm tired of opening my arms to the betrayal.

Of keeping my ears tightly sealed to lies.

Of accepting weakness.

Of being ridden by the incapacity.

Of proving the obvious.

Of failing in, failing in, failing in

and of giving, giving, giving ...

until finally the offering hand is bitten

deadly, estoppel

absolutely without hearing any apology.

As if everything was good and well done.

"Spray, wipe, you're done!"

Press the button, power off! Whew!

What can I do

if I do not believe that

they will be punished by good God one day?

What else?

The poor sucker sits down and cries ...

©CHRYSSA VELISSARIOU

A SMALL MOURNING

Caracalla (Altes Museum, Berlin)

So dear, you know I'm weeping because

I did not see you as the important man you are

I did not want you for your credentials

I did not need you to serve my arrogance and ambitions

I did believe you were my destiny

I did love you

You were simply my wolfy

And this did not even cross your mind...

So dear, you know I'm weeping

I am mourning for you

And I also pity you.

Strange...

THE GIRL ( IN MEMORIAL OF MY WOLF)

Spiritual mating!

I felt you so close

I was so open

so given

Lightening love

against all my life's burning Eros

A black girl with hazel eyes

and long dark ebonish brown hair

Fed by my breasts milk

feeding your needs

Rising to the stars

your pledge for togetherness

your worshiping to a goddess

of Joy

of Peace and

of Affection

What an amazing Vision!

Friday, 17 August 2012

SUMMARY II

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Gone even this hope.
From here on,
to where I desire,
I will go alone.

Why should I look for you,
you didn't ask .
Life tought to me this
is big mistake.

And all this, I have built,
and stay there
right behind me will
be my backup.

Eventually the truth
is not what's
happening, but what
is left to you.

Thursday, 16 August 2012

IN PLATO'S CAVE

Even if these years
blindly studying geometry
of ignorant soul

the life's mysteries
through a laboratory tube
I tried to know.

Even if I thought
happiness I 'll find, staying
in life's shadow.

Only when you have
blinded me, Sun of Eros,
Knowledge I saw.

Even if bitter
death's hemlock I had to taste,
I 'll glow like torch.

SELF-CONSUMPTION

SELF-CONSUMPTION

I am a difficult case.
I can not hate.
No one.
I can not take revenge.
Because I do not see
what the enemy is doing against me
but what made him do it.
There is always a good explanation
why people hurt each other.
I don't want to hurt no one
even if I'm hurt by him.
I try to be fair to everyone else
except to myself.
So who's going to defend me?
I am not virtuous at all!
In fact my greater sin
is that I do not protect myself
from dying, from suffocation
in this refuse dump of human kind
wherein I'm living.
I'm the creating power,
in slavery though.
Time to get rid of my inhibitions,
no more time to waste.
Time to break through the walls
of my imprisoning "protectors".