ANOTHER GOD

It is something so hard and cruel to be in love!
You think you are so happy you can exchange
your whole life for a small part of time 
just to be near body and soul
your self diffuses in his
you could erase and kill
your whole logic world
nothing matters
your "only
god" rules
death
(c)ChryssaVelissariou2013

A DETAIL

I am this little something

that came and will go

in a minute, tomorrow

in a number of years

I am not afraid

I created and I loved a lot

I am passionate with life

I always were conscient

I am not for ever though

Life can be

and I exist to push this forth!

In the meanwhile, babe

we had a lot of fun

and we will, isn't it? 

TO BE OR NOT TO BE?

Να ζει κανείς; Αφού θα σβήσει...

Ν' ανθίζει ανθός; Θα μαραθεί...

Μα υπάρχει λόγος! 

Λόγος κοινός για κάθε ον!

Για να κεράσει Ομορφιά.

Εντός ή Εκτός...

Κι η Ομορφιά διαχέεται 

παντού και πάντα

και γίνεται Έρωτας

και ωθεί τη Ζωή 

να γεννηθεί ξανά...

(c)ΧρύσαΒελησσαρίου2013

To live but since we pass away...

To bloom but since the flowers wither

There is a reason though!

A reason common to every being!

We come to offer Beauty

internally or externally

And Beauty diffuses

everywhere and always

and becomes Love 

and Love pushes Life 

to be born again...

(c)ChryssaVelissariou2013

AMOR FATI

http://www.flickr.com/photos/qisur/4351237536/

AMOR FATI... γιατί 

αν είσαι ακόμα εδώ και ξέρεις πως θα φύγεις, 

μόνο αγαπώντας τη μοίρα σου 

κι ό,τι έγινες μέσα απ' αυτή, 

θα Ζήσεις. 

Δε θέλω απλά να περάσω. 

Θέλω να περάσω νιώθωντας δυνατά 

κάποτε υπερβαίνοντας και το γραμμένο 

(υπέρ μόρον) 

κι ο λογαριασμός για τα σπασμένα 

μετά...δεκτός. 

Πάντα ό,τι είχα το χόρταινα...

όσο το είχα. 

Ή τουλάχιστον προσπάθησα!

I EXIST

I usually exist 

For others

For familly

For friends

For the society

They demand so much of

My attention

I forgot I came

In this world

For a completely

Different reason

In religion they call it

To save my soul

I call it to live

In my own quality

To seek and find

My inner god

Do you know

What you did to me?

It's really amazing!

I saw this god

Reflecting in your eyes

I remembered the

Reason that I exist

Through your love

Perhaps now

I will be saved...

THE ABUSED

The Death of Socrates, 1787
Jacques-Louis David (French, 1748–1825)
Catharine Lorillard Wolfe Collection, Wolfe Fund, 1931 (31.45)

I am in fact a dreaming slave

I built my prison around me

I thought I was the doorkeeper

I was wrong 

A bunch of opportunists 

were enjoying my innocence

My urge for excellence

became the tool for their contentment

I have been unwillingly a cornerstone 

in a house of abusers

So now, they are in charge

and I am the abused, the disgraced

I am a Greek intellectual

ΚΟΙΝΟΤΟΠΙΑ/COMMONPLACE 23 Απριλίου 2013 στις 3:56 π.μ.

http://stenpett.deviantart.com/art/Eye-3-165743965

Πεινασμένα σκυλιά

κατασπαράσσουν

την καρδιά μου

θαρρώ μόνο

εγώ αγάπησα

κι οι άλλοι πόθησαν

ο καθένας το 

μερίδιό του

Σαν όλον δεν χώρεσα

στην ψυχή κανενός

Αλλά είναι σύνηθες...

Κι ό,τι αισθάνομαι

απλά κοινοτοπία

(c)ΧρύσαΒελησσαρίου2013

Hungry dogs

maul

my heart

I suppose I was

the only one who felt love

and others lusted after

their share of me

As a whole

I  did not fit in

anyone's soul 

But this is usual ...

And whatever I feel

it is just commonplace

(c)ChryssaVelissariou2013

THE WEALTHIEST

Sometimes she thinks 

she wants more

But the fact is

she has so much already

She feels full

Not with what people

would consider 

as wealth

No, she's not rich

but she is full of love

So maybe she is

the wealthiest 

woman in the whole world

MOMENT

http://akash-sangma.deviantart.com/art/Moment-of-Impact-173416302

It is late for me

but not too late for

the moment

I can live this moment

even if it came late

I can live my dream

for a while

even if belated

I'll be always grateful

I had this chance

It is pity to 

go away without 

having lived your dream 

even for this moment

THE LIZARD

I could climb your mountain 

every hour 

minute by minute

for all my life

like a green lizard 

climbing on the rocks

hot and dizzy under the sun 

of my passion for you

I could flow

from your top down 

to your foothills

like a raging river

keeping you in stimulation 

in an eternal euphoria

making you feel like 

a strong royal eagle

ruler of the skies

never scared by death

I could live with you

Maybe...

But I must confine myself

to look at you through 

pictures or imagination

to collect moments and feelings

to write to you poems 

of doubtful value

you are not even going to 

honor with your reading... 

(c)ChryssaVelissariou2013