YOU LEFT HER GO

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When I will

go away again

You will say

She was here

She sat here

She wept here 

Is it true

She came near?

Then I will

Disappear

'Cause I was

Nothing but

A strange dream

Giving hope

Searching hope

I don't know

Don't be sad!

I was trapped

In the same 

Dreamers' way

ΛΙΜΟΣ / FAMINE

 Alice Liddell as a beggar girl. Photo by Lewis Carroll. 1858

Μοναξιά, παράνοια, με μικρά 

διαλείμματα επικοινωνίας

Έξω απ' το φούρνο ζήτουλες

πεινασμένοι άνθρωποι εκλιπαρούν

Το κέρμα το ισχνό ανθρωπάκι

της το ζήτησε για το ψωμί 

που καταβροχθίζει με βουλιμία

Μπήκαν στα μάτια της σκόνες

γι' αυτό κλαίει, σκοτώνει το τσιγάρο

μα ο καπνός τη συνεφέρνει

Τι την κοιτάς σα να τη λυπάσαι; 

Κι αυτή του έρωτα είναι ζητιάνα

απλώνει χέρι στα ξένα' ποτέ

τίποτα και κανείς δεν της 

δόθηκε απόλυτα, γι' αυτό

πάντα αισθάνεται πείνα, λιμό'

κάτι σαν ερωτευμένη παρίας

"Έλα εδώ" της είπες μια μέρα

και πολλά της έδωσες' τόσα που 

με τίποτε άλλο δε χορταίνει πια...

translation

Loneliness, paranoia, with small

communication intervals

Outside the bakery homeless

hungry people begging

The coin, which the thin little woman

asked from her; it was for the piece of bread

she is now devouring with bulimia

Ashes entered into her eyes 

so she says that's why she's crying;

smoking is killing her but 

the smoke is consoling her 

Why are you looking at her 

as if you feel sorry for her?

Yes, she is also a love's beggar

she is stealing happiness from another 

woman; never, nothing and no one 

has been entirely offered to her, so

she always feels hungry, in famine;

something like a love's pariah

"Come here", you told her one day

and then you gave her so much that

nothing less is enough for her anymore...

I TALK TOO MUCH

I tried not to write

For a while

To concentrate my being

To press my emotions

To distillate my spirit 

To throw away the lightness

But it is so cruel

To stay alone with myself

Like an old lady in front of a mirror

Examining every single new wrinkle

So I think I'll be tempted again

just hoping to be less generous with words 

ONE

When you become one

sometimes you don't need to see

you don't even talk

you just feel you coexist in

the same miracles' space-time... 

(c)ChryssaVelissariou2013

EARLY MATURED TANKA

Abdul Karim Majdal Al Beik - Syrian Artist
Wall childhood 2
190 × 175 cm
2008

When were we children?

Printed our childhood on a wall

to prove we've been there

We recall no innocence though

we had to mature early 

(c)ChryssaVelissariou2013

DOWN THERE

Well I was always the monster

under my room's bed.

I was often screaming, howling

from down there just to scare

everyone else daring to creep

into my imaginary mysteries' ship.

Under my bed I was a witch,

who, taking revenge for everything which

saddened her during the day,

brought there every sweet prey

like chocolates or sinful bonbons;

until her transforming into a fairy,

by the neigh of her prince's horse

to the most dreamy rosy sleep's coast.

(c)ChryssaVelissariou2013

DAS VERLANGEN

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Weiß du nicht
daß ich dich liebe?
Daß mein Verlangen für deinen Körper
mich äußerst quält ?
Bitte erscheine nicht die ganze Zeit vor mir!
Kreuze nicht meinen Weg! 
Denn ich werde nie imstande sein , 
neben dir zu gehen.
Ich werde nie stark genug sein, 
um dich für mich zu haben.
Ich gehöre in die Gegenwart
und du gehörst in die Zukunft.
Dich einzuschränken, will ich nicht 
selbst wenn ich dich zu sehr im Jetzt  liebe...

(c)ChryssaVelissariou2013

SWEAT / SCHWEISS

Heat!

My body wants you

My body wanted you for centuries

I taste a drop of

salty sweat

falling down my cheek

Or is it a tear?

I smell the air to remember

your aroma

the last time I kissed you

my hand around your neck

I felt your neck wet

I saw your eyes wet

Τhat moment there

you were mine!

My soul wants you more...

Und in deutsch!

Hitze!
Mein Körper sehnt sich nach dir
Mein Körper hat sich nach dir 
seit Jahrhunderten gesehnt
Ich habe einen Tropfen 
von salzigem Schweiß geschmeckt
der auf meine Wange heruntergefallen ist
Oder war es eine Träne?
Ich rieche die Luft,
um dein Aroma zu merken 
Das letzte Mal, 
daß ich dich geküsst habe
lag meine Hand um deinen Hals
Ich fühlte deinen feuchten Hals
Ich sah deine feuchten Augen
Dieses ist der Moment daß
du nur für mich existiert hattest
Meine Seele sehnt sich nach dir
mehr als mein Körper

ΕΝΣΤΙΚΤΩΔΩΣ / INSTINCTIVELY

Σώμα και ψυχή

μ' ερωτική βουλιμία

από εσένα αντλώ

Τι πείνα ωστόσο...

Επιτέλους τρέφομαι!

Κι εσύ η βορά μου

Άγριο πράμα ο έρωτας!

Body and soul

in hungry  love bulimia

I derive everything from you

What a starvation ...

At last I'm being fed!

And you are my prey

How fierce love can be!

ALGEBRAIC EMOTIONS

I'm thinking about the dark age

before I met you

In fact it was a time of innocence

An era of ignorance of myself

The epoch of a retarded childhood

I didn't know for so long!

I didn't see for so many years!

Time have been cruel to me

I was an instrument for others to grow

keeping myself in a constant hypnosis

Perhaps we meant to be together

so little and so late

because for us the blooming was easy

our bond fastened immediately, no delays

beautiful butterflies our moments were

created to live a whole life in only one day

Everything in time is a matter

of measuring scale in the end

Just like a small spot on a map can

represent kilometers of landscape

wonderful magical labyrinths of woods

which no one has ever explored

Perhaps everything is a matter

of growth gradient

our function was exponential

our lives are reaching a climax

after we rose beyond the unit's value