Keep your love around

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Keep your love around, like a knife. all at once you find what was in your mind, hidden nowhere Nowhere is where you went, when not alone. Somewhere is anywhere but here Somewhere is what it used to be And you, torn apart by words that always mean the same, and words that change, – like people. Like people change, … Read More

Poetry

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Poetry is the sustaining space between half-chosen words. It lives irreverently, despite of us, and it despises us despite of those who hold the words in tiny hands at night like pieces from their heart still beating poetry begins when breathing  ends and effort is surrendered

η ζωή αλλαζει

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  Παίξε με τους φίλους σου μην κοιτάξεις γύρω σου η ζωή αλλάζει Και ότι τώρα απόγινε μεσα στο απόγευμα να μην σε τρομάζει Κύκλος είναι το τραγούδι λίγα πέρνεις μα τα αφήνεις όταν την φωτιά σου σβήνεις πάλι μόνος Κράτα αυτό που δεν γνωρίζεις ότι δεν μπορεις να γίνεις φύλαξε το Ο αέρας της ερήμου κάτι ζωγραφιές αλλαζει λίγα … Read More

for Claire

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The colourful light in your eyes does not always set in the night, and shadows that hold deeper secrets, they dance where you gaze. In a second in life or a year in some dream, the beauty, the pain, is the same. Those loving eyes, like ancient people that sleep on some hill. their armies are resting and history seems … Read More

Noah’s Ark

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Desert hills in your eyes, gentle lows, smallest sighs. I am descending upon you, inside. Into this sea of calm, beauty’s child in my arms, smallest winters, that dance by your side. Tears that run down your face, salty kisses; small oceans with planets of life. Lips that meet are not sealed, secret destinies fill, the small of your back … Read More

for my Dad

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I thought the time between us was a lot, i thought he lived forever and had not, fought all those wars in vain: for freedom only. lived all those deaths in vain: for country only. I thought the time between us was a lot, when I would able be to say what’s not, easy to write when said; to say … Read More

beasts of love

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I spent some time in silence, and the pictures of you that were screaming by. wild horses in my brain. Then all the suffering and tormenting animals inside me, they gathered around me, their eyes cold, unmoving, like sacred felines from the Pyramids. They are waiting for you. They will creep silently inside you, move like a bad dream, coming … Read More

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