In the days of love, love once made us sick (a paroxysm of an unprecedented nostalgia for the homeland with its...

Ionian fighters, pure and radical, had warm hearts and the tyrants trembled. They fought for Sunday to come, Mother Greece from there. The people took courage and all the popular ones, whoever passes by on his knees must be reined in. Mother, loving homeland, we will come...

When asked what love is, he was stumped. How do you answer something so overwhelming that it may seem naively simple, but is so complex and mysteriously abstract? At the core of simplicity lies the greatest complexity, and the complexity and clarity...

In my loneliness, emptiness accompanied me at night until a bright star touched me in the darkness. I lived a dream on the shore of small moments, the dizziness of amorous September, the pulse of a hidden sandbank, the sigh. Golden sand reflects the sunlight from...

How did this road suddenly become so narrow and the passage to the sky become a dead end? A dried-up lake with birds digging for water and two desperate rivers running to hide. Train wrecks on the melted tracks of the sun and words ignored in...

Based on true events – a story in sequels In the previous: Telemachus arranged the engagement and marriage of his sister, Helen, because if he did not marry her he could not marry himself. One Sunday in Helen's room When...

"The moons are crying," a child whispered, do you hear? They whisper loves and silences, from the cracks of time and are so afraid of guilty forgiveness... And in the south and in the north, complaints shine the same. You will remember me sometimes... Recklessly and unrepentantly,...

   And my humility is laced with pride, without knowing if it's for my grandmother and what she teaches me, or maybe because the teacher pays attention to me. The mind throws sparks and then the sparks become words and the words come to the lips, memories...

At night, dreams are white so that the subconscious is not lost when it emerges to the surface of the mind. When the sun rises, only a few of them become doves that carry rays of light in their beaks to the memory and love to the heart. Most are snow...

Eyes wide open in this sea How many smiles, how many tears has this wave hidden I search within myself to write with a verb I bent down and tasted some water With salt And my mind was flooded with all my mistakes Sea, we forgive you for what I have written to you Wash away the sins and...

 I look at the clouds, round purple clouds, I look at the sea, dawns and golden sunsets. I look at the world, the yellow that I gathered, the moon from the green branch, the pink fire and the white snow. The stars and the sky of...

It's raining. The now wrapped in drops. Yesterday your hand on my back. It is raining, and I remember the nights that greet the absences completely. I envision your fingers being cut off from your body. They gather, spread out, dance, gather sensations,...

The days were like halcyon days and they sat at the roots of the rocks. They searched for caves for shelter. They burrowed into the cracks between. They perched to find warmth, semi-permanent security. They watered emotions with sea salt. They filled the thirsty shore with shells and cooled...

I The wish and memory of salt are myrrh-bearing. May you travel confidently through the centuries, our ancestors became rocks. We are pebbles carved by time and the saltiness of tears for the iconostasis of the future and the litany of pilgrims. II Our most secret...

I look for you in solitude in the evenings in the tavern, the heart of memory has never erased the ink. I look for you on the beach at the sunset of a day in the blooming almond tree blown by the wind. In the silence of autumn, in the plain, the fog and by the fireplace...

Sometimes a dream is an image in deconstructive conditions. Conditions thicken quickly and then end up in a valley or a sea that doesn't drown me but supports me on a pedestal. I see next to me the Toyota Camry man and the necklace woman....

 Part 2 I remember the first time I cried when I handed her the spelling test and she signed it and next to it a ten with a tone. "Why are you crying, my child? What happened to you? You haven't made a mistake. Not one, in fact, and what beautiful letters! What a grade you have...

For years I cultivated a thorn sown by the pain of the wind. I hoped a flower would bloom in the white of angels, for desires to roam in heaven. I wanted a red of dusk, for songs to dance in the fire. But it was the purple that pierced me and...

Engrave......an incredible beam of light It resurrected me My thought of you when it traveled, my mind was filled with love and flooded I love you and my being, My body, heart and soul Shine! Sunbeam A sunbeam shone through my window...

You held a harmonica and I held a wreath. Houses low in the Lilliputian state. I took one and placed it further away. Like the cubes, when we were children. A fountain ran water over chocolate. I bent down and drank musk and almond blossoms. A fox...

A moment of silence For the ships that never anchored because they could not find a sheltered harbor And in the middle of the sea they stood holding high the flags of pride, leaving trust free to embrace the heavy anchor, as it longingly entered the iron...

I will sing to you the words of Kalvos and Solomos and I will put a flower of the cliff in your lapel. It will be the Ionian Sea, the eternal passion in bays and capes, wonders and mysteries! Keep the words of Sikelianos as an heirloom, I run with the...

 Run away, my dear. Where should I go? To the broken stone. What should I eat, what should I drink? A red nightingale. How should I slaughter it? With a knife from the moon. Where is the knife? The fires burned it. The fires that went? The rains extinguished them....

Even the way a woman sits testifies to what she imagines outside her space... Lady, imagination, like the woman depicted in the painting, is not of humble origin of the female mind, when it comes to feeling. There is nothing...

The wrongs of society that hurt us, the suffering that is unjust, the hunger of wars, the suffering of helpless people, the cries of people who are helpless. How will spring come to earth? Will love bring peace? Who will tame these wild times? The anxieties of life that take root in...

After spending half the night looking for a workshop, he finally fell asleep in the citadel of a medieval town on the Loire that gave him the feeling that it was Piraeus. He made out the elevated fortifications, a district similar to Kaminia, the flood control works and a...

   Times that passed counting silver moons and stars that were forgotten on the balconies of dreams along with the jasmines. A shell of memory full of those summer spoils that we collected on deserted shores and thought we were the only ones who had stood so...

Based on true events – a story in sequels In the previous part: Telemachus first appears in the courtyard asking for a room for his sister - there he meets Sevasti. Earth, wheels and engagements I brought a chair from the...

It is nourished by the mother's breast and lives from the breast of a woman. The breast, to be noted, is a symbol of the female and a source of life. It is then made by desire for the female organs, mainly the heart and intestines, after a visceral rain that sometimes touches it...

Luckily it's you, who are the whole world Luckily you're here and I'm no longer alone Luckily I'm here, and I learn from you Luckily I love you, you're everything to me Luckily, unfortunately....you chose another path Luckily it's you, I don't care about the pain Unfortunately, damn it, you're...

Holding sun flakes in her thin hands, the day walks with pretense in her mouth and I hold a drink of love in my fists, to kiss my remaining summers. A child who tramps the streets of the moon, in her eyes the tears of centuries have pooled, the...

In the mud and in a squatting position, she wove a wicker basket. The color of her face was the same as the mud, a deep mark on her cheek, her body, emaciated. She wove her hair and the wicker together, one slowly becoming one, one becoming. She counted. She enumerated. She counted...

What is it like to be hunted, shadows becoming merciless and torturous without sorrow and shameful desires, erinyes and tyrants? The verb is wrong. It is not "is". "It is experienced". In a middle voice, but in a passive mood And it is an experience like the deadly tunic of Nessus that...

I want to say a song about a breath cut short, it is like a red flower, it is also a painless life. It has a cry, it has tears, it has joy and prayer, it is to our Saints the vow is the mother's wish. I want to say a song about a morning star...

to Nikos Gatsos Like the first day of the world and everything falls silent. Your voice tears the rock, the sweetness in the heart deepens. Black crow in the water, a branch blooms beyond. Whatever is left in the sky has been taken by the dream of the day. Pyracantha in the...

When he woke up at night, he directed his sleep again and again to the Innsbruck cemetery, where the transparent ice on the black marble reached the cracks of the people drinking hot chocolate in the cafes and the well-fed Austrian cows mooed in remembrance...

Lonely people, forgotten on a journey that insists on their forgetfulness, the wagon only the cold weighs them down, who remembers them, who looks at whether their soul is dripping blood, ponders their loneliness, wanders in their empty world? Who from time...

Every day that dawns you yearn to give yourself, you were born without barriers but others won't let you... you don't rejoice, you don't give yourself as you want, so you follow a line that revolves around yourself and your face is frozen. Every night you torture yourself to give yourself as...

The number of national underdogs, the lenders of corrupt opportunists, the employers of dark circles is increasing in the country. They destroy everything moral and beautiful and turn their attention to senseless individualism. The cruel partisanship is tearing the Fatherland apart as if...

I live in my past. In the one-by-three hallway, painted in sea blue, between the children's room and the room of the hymenium and farewell. Mixed memories, orgasms, births, boiling words, bird calls, chrysalises...

Love notes I wander through the night in your dream to find myself caressing your neck, even if it's a dream My mind is scratching the melodic strings The notes are whispering now, they too are in love! You filled my eyes, absolute...

Under the murmur of the Pleiades and the flicker of the waning moon, I stumble upon chatty egos, friendly shadows, indifferent to dead-end courtyards, walls, silences, speechless gazes. I leave two bare chests, the chrysanthemum-studded lapel of October, and I unlock it with a grin...

Law, a subjective concept. There is no truth that is differentiated from individuals. It belongs to each one separately. The parts compose the whole.. Persons are the only reality. and the reality of each one, realism. Man the only...

Let me speak I want to talk about those complaints that I have been piling up over the years, the unspeakable ones in the soul's sealed cabinets And in the spring I timidly open them so that they can take a little of the intoxicating lavender's memorable scent. And I watch them like my greedy eyes - the...

The edge of pain that touches infinity The light of day that drowns in the fog of nothingness The dead end of fear surrendered to prayer's redemption The gray sea of ​​despair that longs for the ray of sunshine The power of hope that embraces life's...

I am feminine and I am fertile earth! I am one woman out of the billions that have passed through this planet. Who sees me and who speaks of me as they wish, the other sex is males. Sometimes I like being seen and dealt with and sometimes not! Nothing...

150 YEARS OF FREEDOM 1864-2014 "Whoever passes by on his knees must have a bridle..." I Of inhabited and uninhabited paradises. I weave their humble praise with blood, needle and thread and the pen of the soul. Praising all the light, the fifteen-star beauty of the Ionian Sea. II Islands...

Still sleepy, she turned her back on him, that little meteor, timid, how could you caress her without her being stuck in your memory for a lifetime? And he knew, he knew that once he caressed her, she would become his eternal addiction, magic nets, unbeknownst to him...

Like today Many, many years ago Nothing noteworthy is recorded In the history books. No war was declared Nor did any end With those peace treaties That end one war Preparing for the next. No revolution...

In the hunt for the other whole, with blond curls, Libido, your thighs the light of a fiery sun, white breasts, galloping hooves! Sunflower eyes - whips - abolish the perishable, the earthly. Dopamine's liquid satiety and the flesh's holy justification, enchanted by its vortex...

Invasion You are an invasion, in the mind and in the soul You are a cult A crazy love, real love a whole story! There is no logic, it is only the moment When you are by my side You are my talisman! Remembrance In familiar...

We call it day, when the light changes and the verandas are cooled by laughter and sunbathed. Night, when the white snake turns and bites on the cheeks, the girl who gave birth to Christ ages rapidly and lets the wrinkles suffocate her. I'm not kidding; day and night they chew me up...

 Swallow, swallow of love, who saves me after I fell from the sky into the black of time. The keys were taken by others, braver and greater, who drank the immortal water and left me an orphan. But on earth there are angels, eating fruits and drinking...

Palimpsests everywhere. Different graphic characters, colorful inks, geometric and universal symbols, understandable and incomprehensible languages. Words upon words, words and phrases frayed, words and phrases saved like "oh, peace, the way to the kingdom of heaven"* like...

I had a world to live in. But a voice tells me to be silent. But a voice tells me to leave you, the world that I built, I'll tear it down. I built our family, to ruin it. When our first leaf falls, to forget it. I wonder... But...

Desire Lexis easy and common Of complete reference until the encounter Endurance located in the chest Blooms in the immediate hour Like lifting and position simultaneously Identity proceeds, And overcomes the difficult hour This here sima Time consents...

In a small fishing village, where the houses smell of basil and the people still have a simplicity in their lives and in their daily lives, there lived a little boy, Nikolas. His heart was as big as the sea that embraced the entire village. He loved to...

Sun, you woke me up at dawn, I dare say, you crept through my window like a thief, you took my dream, my sleep, my coolness, and the mirror greeted me hungover. But, when I opened my eyes to the light, I saw the blue butterfly on the fence, two sparrows, the...

When the time comes, I will go out into the streets with a pure white handkerchief. In my hand I will hold a scarlet rose, the rare one, the hundred-leaf rose. I will wave the handkerchief, smiling at Zephyrus. And I will proudly show everyone my flower. When the time comes, I will wear the green dress...

Based on true events – a serialized story Rooms for Rent ― When I was a seventh grader in 1947, there were no apartment buildings, only rooms for rent. Rooms weren't just for vacations like they are now, entire...

In the Ionian Islands, the web is painted like a painting, a rare islet, its beauty is heavenly, Paxos, emerald of the gods, which your nature sculpts, the sea of ​​treasures carves your rocks, Blue-green waters, crystal clear, the sun bathes from above...

Here the colors are children of the chimera. We are in the ecstasy of utopia. The nights sprinkle light, promises of wandering. A seven-star miracle illuminates the path, heals the wound. In these soils there is devotion. A complex mysticism of arts....

Atheist, war-loving leaders cause tragedies, flooding the world with premature funerals. They hypocritically promise peace, but end up bringing suffering to society. They collaborate in massacres and genocides, ignoring Hybris and the Erinyes. Millions die from...

Peace, the cry of anguish of the wounded. The sob of despair of the wronged. The voice of supplication of the betrayed. The instrument of power of the oppressors. Peace, you lurk in the laughter of the child. In the shelter of God you do not grow strong. Captive of profit, you nurse death. Peace, the fragrance of nature, the serenity of...

The winepresses carry sweet grapes to the winepresses. The must is sour and thick, intoxicating the young dancers. With gratitude the crops and the earth drink the early rain. The roots absorb the rain, as the mind the light of knowledge. Gentle rain ...

Peace has returned The sensation is always here Why is the desire so wild And you still far away? The desire exists I live with it too at this hour of the morning Only you are still missing I have made you whole Entirely of flesh and of justice The only injustice is...

You exuded a deep sensuality. An eerie erotic aura. Like every time you whispered "Fata Morgana" by your beloved Kavvadia. We felt as if you were revealing something to us. Because you were a strange creature, you fleshly elf. It was impossible to offend anyone in the allegro...

Time passes and we cannot rejoice, a horizon full of wounds, isolation, broken knees, sealed lips, scratched palms, tired soles, tied hands and a heart that bleeds continuously and indiscriminately. Life is hard. And yet, you great man, can...

Come closer to me for a moment Make a move sometime Men ..claim! Women love Love forever! And strongly Protect Give birth and wait their whole lives! And men love. and of course. equally! But life has its own plan that surpasses the...

Based on true events – a story in sequels Traps made of love – Every night during the Occupation, my father listened to the station “Free Greece”, through this hidden radio he had found, together with his friend...

My own father had no voice. I could hear his voice like a messy child's bed, only when he was playing cards. Only then would he resolutely slam his hand on the table, making it clear that this was what concerned him, the cards, the game, the gambling... Orphaned from...

How beautiful it is to wake up to her eyes every morning!!! photo by Helmut_Strasil, https://pixabay.com 

Based on true events – a story in series A tree grows under the Acropolis ― Do you remember any other special incident from the Occupation? Something that impressed you? ― Of course I remember because I was the firstborn in the family and...

Love is the Homeland, dry bread, joy, and hope. Love alone and no other unbearable, great pain.... The word Love with a capital letter is an emotion, the most beautiful It clenches the lips and the teeth, it gnashes its gaze at the Sun that sheds tears. Love I say, I shout, I clasp my hands...

    Nature is quiet. You realize that the entire Plateau has always been an object of admiration, not only thanks to its special aesthetic value and unique beauty, but also because of the many caves that are scattered throughout the nature of the Lassithi land. ...

How far away is Ithaca, supposedly? What fate governs the ships in distant elven ports, fairies and dragons who define them? A voyage through the depths of the centuries, with a sweet ending, the return, the Lotus Eaters and the land of... offer satiety to your dreams.

I was lulled to sleep by the voice of the megaphone shouting 'restriction, everyone in the houses slaves'. I met death as a small child when they brought for burial gossip, young men whom the English killed for freedom, don't tell. Then came the Turkish...

It's night! I'm walking on the beach Peacefully and sweetly The wave caresses me lazily The moon reflects magically What harmony! What happiness! May this image never be lost I made a wish from the soul! And yet suddenly? Something happens like this suddenly Something happens...

There is little dry soil, and that is fermented with sea scents and tears. You will encounter only stones, collapsed castle walls and overgrown graves, still open reminders of a life that once passed, shipwrecks of time, scattered spoils of the ages. ...

Based on true events – a story in sequels PART 7 Author's note: The opinions expressed, as well as the geographical and historical references, reflect the personal memory and experience of the narrator as a child (born in...

I relieve myself... Economically, inexpensively. With European standards. With renewable sources to the maximum. Friendly, clean, harmless. I fully utilize all living and abiotic factors. Water- life-giving, therapeutic. Regenerates. Nourishes the body. Sun- the absolute...

Based on true events – a story in installments PART 6 Hunger and hope: childhood memories of the occupation When the Germans occupied Athens, they appointed a government and a mayor as occupiers. They were not obliged to do so, but it seems...

That quiet September night, you walked like Christ on the foam of the sea. Your haste was great, your destination unclear. For a moment, I thought you wanted to reach that boat that rocked without oars. You had told me: "It will have an anchor. It cannot...

Last night I received a visit Some voice was persistently asking what I had you for.. What I have you for now I wonder. Now nothing! And how? Exactly. Coolness I had you for the answer Gargling water in a crystal clear tap A breeze fanning the tightly bound from the...

 ''Our words are the words of many people. '' G. Seferis Since the time of Sappho and Greek antiquity, the healing power of writing has been recognized. Writing, much more powerful than spoken words that are uttered at the exact same moment they are uttered,...

How beautiful, you walk alongside me at this time! Give me your exclusive honeyed look, A smile with a promise! And this day, of the seven colors, passed with difficulty and left no shade on me! Like a nuisance for pure feeling and thought, it was What...

Based on true events – a story in series PART 5 The real language issue GEORGE LION was born in 1890 and left his island, which was then Italian, when he was 16. He stayed in Russia - St. Petersburg, Kiev and Odessa - for a little more...

Many believe that life is vanity. Are they the majority? Perhaps they thought hastily and frivolously. They gave materialistic development absolute priority. To dramas, tragedies, wars, barbarity. They have become addicted to worldly vices....

The fire joined forces with the wind and, furious, it rushed to the Eye to burn the houses and those trapped, Lucifer's daughter. Ashes, pain everywhere, many dozens of charred bodies and a bloodstained moon* succeeded the tragic day. They crack...

I want to talk to them about your eyes, about these hollows that have haunted me. To tell them about your hands, which are convenient avenues and widen and open so that I can fit in when my step narrows. To tell them about your mouth, the swimming pool...

I'm waiting for them... I'm waiting for them again this year, the sirens on July 15 and 20! I can't wait... I hope they're louder, more terrifying, more ferocious! They'll be much more intense and last much longer. They won't stop at 30 seconds, not even at...

Yes, the years have passed, 55 May has arrived, Compulsive with adaptation to herself. As if she lost everything, she grabbed hold of her hair.. and she behaves the same in life. She no longer adapts the circumstances to her nor does she live the life she wants, but what a life she has...

Is Greece, the unquenchable lamp of democracy, dying? Enemies, "friends" and Nenekos want to destroy it, to divide and enslave its brave people. While irrelevant and slavish leaders are busy with other things, they are laughing at its sacred places for national decline...

I think about the word life And my body blooms All over I write poems because through them I declare myself to exist It's a way to ensure my loneliness..to experience it in all its glory.. I don't understand many things but I pretend I do and I smile...

Your heavy eyes, mother, do not look at all, For these things that are happening are all against all right. Stay in my arms and tighten your heart. Explosions are fighting all around, killing your children. Your heavy eyes, mother, do not look at your ears, In pain, pain...

Based on true events – a story in sequels PART 4 ​​Author's note The following text is based on true stories and memories, as experienced by a girl who grew up in an era full of contradictions. It does not express political positions,...

Our homeland, Greece, a graceful Naiad1, swims in the water with a lace fur2 as white as a snowflake. She has a blue costume, she is dancing, she is dancing, she wears a laurel crown with an antique coin and on her chest she wears a cypress3. She bathes in sunlight in a...

  Wine that time ripens, a taste of experience that covers with mature love the inexperiences that in life demand experiences. Wrinkles on the face, stories written in joys and in anguish, eyes that have seen the world change, a heart that dreams and still cares. Hands that...

I say tonight we should sleep in each other's arms, kind of like children, wild even in their sleep. I say tonight we should sleep in each other's arms. And if someone disturbs us, and if something foreign comes between us, I say unwavering, I'll stay in your hands, a toy, do whatever you want, you child and I'm a toy. I say...

Why, Almighty, All-Good God, did you not make your creatures eternal so that they would not be the pawns, the pawns of the Devil and fate? Why did you let the serpent seduce Adam and Eve into sin and since then their descendants have suffered terribly? Millions of years have...

In a small fishing village in Evia, the residents had a strange ethos. They were quite animal-loving and loved their animals immensely. However, this love for animals seemed to stand in contrast to their solidarity with their fellow humans. Maria, a young girl with...

The mornings, your fleeting smiles; the time of return after the dark journey of sleep and that invisible sigh. The valley of the quilt and its trail like a river on your right breast. Then north, then south; then east and west. A...

Empty room, lights off, my shadow in the mirror is calling me, She screams to break this mosque, she wants to escape, she asks to be alive... Stay inside, I'm shouting loudly, you're there to live forever Don't get hit, I won't let you get out, stay inside, hide that...

TOUCH! A lifelong worshipper of love. A lover of vertigo. Trapped eternally in the allure of your mind, Of all my paths, that paradise of mine, Of your sternum, of your clavicle, the lobe of your ear. Barely half a step, before I touch God! LITTLE GOD! In a...

SHE WAS THE FIRST ONE WHO TOOK ME TOGETHER COMPLETELY BY CHANCE at the dance. The first tornado that dragged me into its embrace. A sacred lightning bolt with violins and clarinets in the heart of the festive storm of Lambri. It was my first dance. My feet didn't touch the ground,...

And they were some Saint Augustines, who rolled on dirt roads. With a wheel that turned the hours of a barefoot summer. The life of those Augustines was lava. The blood of the children boiled as they stepped on its deserts. No matter if their feet bled on the sharp...

I longed for a little light so that I could walk the difficult nights that are filled with moonless pains and the perfumes are fragrant with the intoxicating scents of daffodils. I longed for a little light, an inheritance and legacy of desires, high-flying, invincible wills. A little light from the east...

Based on true events – a story in installments PART 3 The road to school There is only one photo of all three of Maria's children. Sevasti, the eldest, is about eleven years old, Eleni is a year younger and Nikolas, a baby, is ten...

How beautiful if they really kiss.. kissing binds couples together more.. Some people avoid it that way. How beautiful when they hug tightly. Hugs mobilize feelings. Tender and targeted. Joy, one me, one you. Share it.. Share the responsibilities equally and come...

My Christ, take up again your holy Cross, the Gospel of justice and dignity, and expel the traffickers of men, accomplices of the Devil and the inhumans, who continue the horrible genocides, destroying entire societies. Forsaken...

He was standing next to me, he was breathing, what audacity, they said he was a poet, he was speaking the truth, who thought it was funny to talk about things that don't exist? I'm getting upset, take him away from me, close his mouth, he's still breathing, hold his head firmly, don't move, or...

A large room with small moments. Different hands dive into the unspeakable. Who started writing history? At a fork in the road, there are three directions: the positions you will take and the one you are in. He wanted to talk about visions. They wanted to hear about the little things. And time passed...

You held a harmonica and I held a wreath. Houses low in the Lilliputian state. I took one and placed it further away. Like the cubes, when we were children. A fountain ran water over chocolate. I bent down and drank musk and almond blossoms. A fox...

Transparency of midday light Birds fly above the tall grass The sun embroiders the stone High on the rocks far away the sky shines and the wind wraps me in cool clothes. The day flows through the branches where the nightingale sat and now here motionless as the...

Star-bathed, daughter of Orsis, mistress of the sea and the sun, lacy bow of the Mediterranean, praised mistress of stone! Womb of philosophy and science, born from the moon's estrus, the sprout of the vine and the olive, fermented in the vessel of the zephyr. Of the Virgin Mary...

Where everything happens like miracles ... in the sky! There your eyes take me on a journey, Thank you! Infinity is no longer elusive It is here! In all the levels of my existence I love you! And all this HERE! In the NOW, in timeless zero Everything HERE! photo wirestock, Image...

HE HAD BEAUTIFUL EYES BORN TO HOST ONLY THE JOYS OF YOUTH AND LOVE. He looked you straight in the eye and your heart trembled. He was like the morning star, sweet water on a hot summer afternoon. An August full moon that forced the world to feel...

Shut your mouths now! Put aside the cries of the wolves for a while. Finally, hear the howls of the mothers above the unmoving graves of the silence of the lambs! They are responsible For the tear that dried up prematurely. The almond tree that did not bloom in time. And that barely...

Which God do you carry inside you? What Divine Spirit Uncorrupted by time the sickle gnaws at Thy Eternal Soul? What invisible Light burns around you that has attracted the gaze of millions of enchanted people for thousands of years? The famous Paros marble flesh, bones and Spirit...

Smyrna, spring 1919. Streets, alleys, lanes. Luxurious cafes. Orchestras with wonderful music. The Patris has arrived at the port. The Greek army disembarks. On the pier, gathered Greeks; they sing the National Anthem. Hope. Mothers, fathers at the doors. Greek...

Stroking them, you hear music. They are something like desert wind instruments. The sun is a huge balloon. Even Klee would be jealous of it. You told me so much and so much more. "If you buy me a big mirror, my golden skin will never die here. I will...

With a reverent gait I walk to the temple of Language. A colon beckons me to pause. Reflection or identification? Should I take a stand? Embarrassment. Very awkward, it's only a colon moment. How I miss the ellipsis... there I become a dreamer, three ladies silently host me....

Love, a flower of dawn, life's gaze, weaves the nets of beauty. In the summer sun, a sea encounter, a girl's face becomes beautiful. A shy boy at the edge of her pain From the magnet of her heart, for a nod, a word of hers is brought in vain...

For all those boys (and there are many) who wonder… I like Thomas. Not just because he's my cousin - that might be the least of it. I like him because he often reminds me of me when I was younger. But he's smarter, even though...

His chest is bare and orphaned by awards and jingling medals. He has never ascended to a victorious pedestal. Praise is a word unknown to his ears. He does not possess celebrations and banquets. The thanks of distinctions on paper are empty and meaningless. Daily in survival...

He used to stay alone, sheltered from lies and deception, he limited desires, needs, colossal plans, an untamed river, he knew the value of the emotion of sunrise on a wild, treacherous peak, a raging wave in the open, in the moonlight, he won, in...

THAT CRY STILL HUNTS ME. A lament of a string, a heartbreaking, hoarse sound from a string. The baby of my despair. The violin cries even in my sleep and in my dreams. My bedroom was made of sobs. In the afternoon there were tears in my eyes....

You have made me worthy, Lord! Right to stand at the Beautiful Gate of the world, to commune with Love! You have made me worthy, Lord, to tremble, feeling the lily-veined sole of Poetry! Allow me, Lord, when I depart, to take with me: a handful of soil from my land, a jar of Sea, a ray of...

A scene from the Battle of Waterloo, represented by pale Flemish teenagers dressed in Wellingtons. The electric train that runs painfully on its tracks but imprisons the scene; thousands of frames stopped until the next station. Life that is always action and death...

Mom, what beautiful fairy tales you read to me, how gently you wrap me in the tender sheet of your voice. Tell me, tell me more stories, mom... Tell me about animals that talk, about distant stars, tell me about white clouds, about books that fly like magic carpets, about worlds...

My eyes got drunk and tonight Your sounds filled my body Every millimeter of my being Dreamed of our every moment! Hearts sing melodiously in our eyes a miracle happens incredible moments truly They united us with joy The plans we will set up...

You ask where our journey ends. At which station, at which port. And I become a foaming sea. My veins become rails, your questions are derailed within them. What did you not want on this shared journey? I ask you why you are impatient for it to end? I don't...

Based on true events – a story in series PART 2 Return to Homeland 2 Maria's father kept her close to him on the day her son-in-law visited her. The house had the kitchen and shop on the ground floor and the rest of the rooms upstairs...

But how do you allow a country to be lost in a few years in the basement to find treason is the word that resonates and the parties declare abstention How will you be able to heal the wound that sold you without remorse at the moment you are looking for solutions from the debt to ...

Vision claims infinity from the universe, the glimmer from truth, rebirth from the child, laughter from light, anarchy from transcendence, miracle from the afterlife, radiance from the night, innocence from the whisper, freedom from the wind, from the...

Nightly routes, nightly paths I traveled in the darkness, in the palaces of fate. They were partying and laughing, all in the basements in the perfumes of the night, and in the mattress of rhythms. But my little soul, was empty and alone for you, it was a nun, it was in another...

Grandpa, my heart is overflowing with your innocence, my eyes are clouded, before me I still see you in the pride, proud, in the abundant abundance you brought forth "on the white stone cold water, on the black jasmine and on the peak golden apple with a bone pen". As long as I am tired of life...

Let's welcome the month of June, which is the first month of this summer! This month has many names, mainly in the rural areas of Greece, related to June. It is called "the reaper" because farmers reap their fields as they...

"Cowards, fatal, and willful..." they drown our homeland in tears, as if they had made a vow to Bertodoulos, to divide and destroy it. They distort truth and justice and turn their attention to their own flesh. They care only for profits and inferior...

I don't write about borders. I don't write about flags. I don't take any sides—except the one buried without a name. I write about a child who didn't get to learn "why." Who fell asleep next to a doll and woke up in eternity. I write about the milk that was spilled on...

Some call it a bitter, drunken life. May life be successful for you. "If you're lucky, go for it." The evening's regular visitor exclaims. Weren't we lucky? At the height of the circumstances? Did we remain silent, cowardly? We didn't do something. We didn't fit in somewhere. "I watered you with rose water, you watered me...

Sweet dream of youth, you did not have time to realize it! But they made you come to humiliate the Cretans. But Crete resisted as it was taught. For FREEDOM the Cretan longs and for HONOR. The Cretan's Defense was made with Lightning. That is why...

Based on true events - a story in series PART 1 Return to the homeland The two brothers were too young for such a long journey, from Kalymnos to Russia. The eldest had only one more grade to finish the six-grade high school,...

Mother, bread of the whole earth, breath of the world, your breasts are musky, basil and mint! Mother, your hands are fields, your embrace is a vegetable garden, mother, Virgin Mary's lamp, spring's dress! Mother, lafina of the slope, the Jordan of the loom, mother, woman and couple, with a plow...

HE WAS A FRIEND TO ALL CHILDREN. HE WAS THE HERO OF OUR CHILDHOOD. He had something soft and velvety, of snow and flower petals, on his fish hair that crowned his wrinkled face, which overflowed with the light of his warm smile, a golden flame...

Calligraphy of a gas fireplace; its flames that became carriers of the stars, children's drawings and human flesh that surrenders; each of its flames calligraphy the subjonctif in French while collecting data from an experiment by Réaumur on thermometers...

Unknown to each other, we decided to meet. Initially, a quiet embarrassment accompanied me. I felt hesitation, a doubt about "how I would cope". The motivation, the need for connection and meaningful communication, won out. With interest and moderation, our beloved...

Through the darkness of the city, I return, I stay up all night in dirty bars, I drink for you and bleed, I break out in myself again You're not here again... You're not here again... I'm like a ghost, I'm getting old, In the madness, I scream, I hurt, Damn it, I love you... I look for you in everything, Alone,...

What if she raised her head high and searched the sky? So many stars lit up, so much silver in the moon and she had never let a little light drip into her soul, ever. She weaved dark shadows in her mind and there they were lost. Always suspicious, with everyone and everything. She searched with a...

The dream faded, so they were frightened, foreign voices, of those that weave darkness. In a secret balcony, hopelessly, with pure, pale supplication for a full moon. The place wants to have me, the place that did not offer me all-golden fruits, but, received me with honor and...

I met you in a message What poem? Two strangers in a soul narrative Short story? Different lives, yet the same Accident? What's going on here? I'm trying to find out How, my God, is it possible for me to forget everything? The answer is absolute, whole, fatal... Live it all today, believe!...

Words are birds. If you think you can tell them where to go, you're wrong. Words are stars. They show you your path, but they never let you reach them. Words are borders. They define what you left unsaid. Words are my country....

There, where the stone drips with lust from the little mouth, the soil is drenched with my sweat. There, where the calculation runs and rests, where I feel and touch my earth breathing. There, where I uttered my first words and there were no watches in my life! Where...

On May 20, Saint Lydia of Philippi is celebrated, who was originally from Asia Minor and lived in Philippi, Macedonia. She was the first Christian baptized by the Apostle Paul. The name Lydia means precious stone. The following poem is dedicated to...

Prudent and housewives, love does not embarrass, let the oath stand on the summit in a root groove and the Dragon Rider with the golden quiver, from the clouds let the olive tree emerge at the right time, to drink the aspen water, to light the moon. Let her bells, her furs...

Dark weather smelled of his blood; we crossed that unyielding memory that was like a borrowed parent as the waves came to life with inexplicable curves (reminiscent of the Duomo rising from its marbles with a roar). Fish swam outside...

Knowledge Stray and free, alone and forgotten Freedom did I want a sentence for the end? I broke the bonds, I say, I passed into another phase I didn't know, I didn't ask those who have gone through it.... Written I travel into the unknown, with you as my compass I love you and I chart my path for you...

To the little girl Who gives me a shiny red apple every day. There was once a book unlike any other. A book that flew. It had no wings, no propellers, no hidden mechanism that made it fly. No one knew where it came from,...

You read the stars in the sky. What do they say, light lantern. You brought them down, you made them a voice. But it has become dust in your throat. How can you convince others of something on which their salary depends. They will lose their honor if they listen to you. They have no problem changing....

She tightened the corset around her waist to emphasize her femininity and with it she tightened her dreams in a bunch. She was only 40 and looked tired, sometimes the waiting and the unfulfilled hopes of a life that never makes it. So she started making the bed and...

My eyelids are heavy with nostalgia. My thoughts seek you again. My senses throb with associations from deep within. The gurgling of the water, carefree and joyful, whispers comforting words in my ears. The dew of the foliage is my hope for survival. The orange groves are deep green...

You want me to tell you crazy words of love, you want to lean on my shoulder with hope, you want two hands to gently embrace, you want a sea to extinguish your flame. Refrain But what should I do, mindless little one? How do you want me to extinguish your fire? In life I have made a path...

Today we celebrate Holy Peace. But when will we celebrate world peace so that people can live in peace? When will wars, human sacrifices, pain, misery, human tragedies stop? When will love, solidarity, justice prevail...

Somewhere in Sinope in Pontus, around 412, or 399 BC, or somewhere around there (historians, as usual, give different dates), a lively boy was born, whom his parents - modestly - named Diogenes, that is, from the generation of Zeus....

I am the desert and the storm, the scorching sand that seeks a shield, I am the palm tree and the olive tree in the oasis of Siwa, the red dust that spreads at night. I am the moon and the sky and the mud in the well, I am the north, the morning, or the hot south that sighs. I am the...

Time is on the side of the young. They can simply wait longer. Time is on the side of the old. They can change more narratives. Time is on the side of the innocent. You had control over everything except my memory. A memory that erupted...

My heart beats desperately Everything is looking for you My wants, I curse, angry You're not here.... I fucking love you Cigarettes of loneliness and cold walls, a cloud, in my eyes, these lyrics You're not here.... I fucking love you And I miss you, and I break them and...

I will wear the crimson shirt one night and a small seashell around my neck, I will tie my old star scarf before the kiss on your lips, shows me the cliff. A tearful prayer, for the lights to go out, the words are heard syllabically at the beginning, the...

 Poem by Dimitris Symeonidis In Salamis, where the sea mourns, and the wind whispers ancient tragedies, there lived a maiden, hard as winter, Anaxarete — white, tall, unyielding, but her eyes and heart cold as steel. And Iphis, a young poor man, with a heart...

Spring is the constant rebirth of everything. Unfortunately, we do not always feel this revitalization and we passively await eternal death. Because we do not live until we die. ...

Lalakis is a private employee without significant professional development. In fact, he has remained in the same position since the day he was hired, through a medium, at an insurance company in the capital during the era of great waste in Athens...

Birds that never returned from emigration The words that lost their way And were left orphaned More than before Even if you had insisted that you meant them Words that betrayed feelings And walk alone on a path towards Sinai Where the...

And now that Sundays have become boring, guilt is aging me and you are leaving, stolen caresses, provincial cities, how you dirty the kiss, how you avoid it. Vulgar loves, old hotels, you spit two words and you hang me on the wall, a lottery ticket, all your fortune once...

I look inward, I look around, I look at the ethnos, I look at the international, I aim at solving national and international problems. I am depressed by the dramas and tragedies in the world with wars, genocides, horror and doomed misery. Because of dark, corrupt, inhuman...

Once a blossoming body, soft, rosy flesh, now, a wet mist runs through the face, the spasm in the vein of the neck is very ironic, to call, with a scarlet rose, a crucified god or love in a landscape now arid. Now, in the daze of the dream, mocking the...

I dive to my bottom and find your pieces and those of my neighbors. All people seem to be broken in similar places. The deeper I go, the more similar the pieces are. I'll bring you some of mine, I'll take some of yours. Maybe to...

In Dinan, a Bedouin girl with disreputable eyes worked for years as a train collector, but as soon as he touched her, the starlight faded as her skin howled in the desert. I no longer thirst for her body or her hands, for the sandstorms, the incomparable colors of the lizard and the...

New beginnings, new moments, new everything Erasing from yesterday, the white cola I take paints, I close my eyes, I paint!!!! With cheerful notes I whistle! I am renewed, every day like this, I am better than all the old ones I will become a piece of trash in the air That travels constantly...

One bird flew all over the countries He saw many children, many babies Some of them every time smiled at life Others' happiness were cut just like by a knife Little poor children were so thirsty and hungry Why life didn't smile at them and was so angry? They wanted...

Breath, you were born from the gods' need to breathe, naked you saw the truth in the sun, the sweat of dreams and the majesty of silence, were your first breaths, you did not cry, the excitement of ecstasy was woven into your body, Aphrodite wore the veil of pleasure, the...

THEY WENT OUT ON THE ROAD AT NIGHT BEFORE DAWN Hunger broke. They tore open the entrails of the night and grabbed black veils, they tightened their heads and began the march. They fall into the abyss of the earth, a leaden cloud thunders at them and the wolf of war howls behind them,...

There is a special magic in the innocence of children. It is the ability they have to see the world with clear eyes, without filters, without prejudice, but with admiration and wonder. This innocence that we find in children is a way of being and...

I'm getting in the car with you. The route to your house that was once mine. You'll give me a tour, you'll tell me about the turns. Straight, right, right again, behind the buildings. You'll tell me about the grand thefts, the petty politics and the local...

And here the eyes look inward, mournful Epirotic beauty, undivided deer, the thought, a clarinet cries far away, the fir trees embrace, the first kiss on the forehead, let the dust remain. Do not swear by the day, the ski slopes on my right, the vast, invisible sky...

Listening to the sea, I hugged you, looking at the clouds, I hugged you tightly, With a dance, I dragged you without music, Love, the clouds, the sea and you! The eyes became seas, and our bodies one, The happiness of souls danced in the air! photo Peggy_Marco,...

There are also those moments when some invisible pains, hidden behind the soft and beautiful smiles of centuries, slaughter the redeeming words. Then they slip, as it were, into the sheath of the tongue and impose silences... In those lonely moments, the screams need no mouth... They are...

Your image won me over today, my love.. Vanity to not cross my mind every now and then Vanity to pretend that you don't define my thoughts.. Ideology to find you every night in the chair across from me, before dinner.. Compulsion to check the...

He lacked wisdom and patience, he did not resist. He imitates the powerful leaders of the Earth, who sell the people adulterated "baguettes". In winter we have extreme heat, heat waves, completely unexpected and abundant. In the Spring sometimes one, sometimes the other, causing headaches...

Time to meet you, a summer awaits me To taste that of your eyes That reflects the sea Of my needs gathered Time to meet face to face One towards the other With honesty So that there is no hesitation nor doubt nor insecurity To...

There comes a time when the red clouds come, what we call out of habit, "the time of decommissioned trains," when the river recedes and a low tide appears (similar to that encountered on Lake Michigan as one travels northeast towards...

The room is moldy....he proclaims that he is happy.. I open the window, the light weaves its veil, everywhere! Screams.... He is not ready to accept his warmth... I live with hope.... photo Antranias /...

The sky was heavy and gloomy, still in the whirlwind of the merciless wind, a small bird fell from the warm nest that was located in the bushy olive tree of a busy street. Dazed and confused, it suddenly collapsed on the edge of the sidewalk. Without wings...

Immigrant. Who is an immigrant? The one who came from elsewhere, everyone, except the stones. A bad term, like cancer, for something so natural and inevitable. Stop resisting. Transfer. The one who is sent elsewhere by his job gets a transfer. More acceptable and...

How long did I stay in the same position until I decided, I didn't count, I was looking far away, seagulls and ships, the southern sea horizon where the tamarisks have been oriented for centuries, there, on the edge of the cliff of the soul, a black, rough, wild stone, with the salt...

Time flies, the seasons change. The hyacinths on my table brought a spring from the past. And they are so alive, they are so real. The awakening of spring brings me back. And they are so bright, they are so real. You don't remember the faces, the shoes that...

I will take a climb, to find the paths, those that turned my country into pieces. I will search around to find reasons for the sacrifice since patriotism here is equal to hypocrisy. I expected to find Cyprus united, Levantine, heroic as if it were learned. I searched for the steps...

An immoral world surrounds us everywhere, devilishly created, without regret and your pen, Ionian, we lack to shake off the modern hoarseness. On a ship of heroic uprising, Columbus of freedom, take me as a sailor. A fire in my breasts ignites the Nation, looking at...

You look like a bitter foreign country, as I leave the Greek balcony... Ah, my sad tomato, why are you withering away for me? Waiting is a diary... My eyes long for water To quench the pain of forgetfulness But I feel you scolding me... As if you are withering away for me. Blow, icy wind...

Prudent and housewives, love does not embarrass, let the oath stand on the summit in a root groove and the Dragon Rider with the golden quiver, from the clouds let the olive tree emerge at the right time, to drink the aspen water, to light the moon. Let her bells, her furs...

The eyes crossed by chance An incredible action, fatal! For a moment it was as if we were alone in the moonlight, the white rocks The eyes spoke with a code The like of which I had never heard before The barriers and obstacles were scattered Only spring exists to bloom...

A man was calling me, Muse, multifaceted… A green notebook with poets. My mother's notebook. Seferis. Elytis. Ritsos. No woman. And Cavafy hidden until death — behind a glass. Sun, a lot of sun, and barren rocks tearing the blue. A hidden...

I feel sorry for you and for me Because the melancholy-loving faith has taken possession of us, and we have remained strangers And this horrible indifference of yours Has heralded an interesting matter! I feel sorry for the dead But I confess I am jealous Because they won the glory I the vanity I feel sorry for...

Life is a river that flows and whose end no one knows. A butterfly! A blessing from above! A caress from the green spring breeze. A journey that everyone embarks on, unwillingly - fate has ordained it for them - to unknown gardens, distant, painted orchards...

Once upon a time, there was a tiny little tea shop. Everything inside was in soft shades of yellow, lilac, and mint green. They served all kinds of tea flavors and all kinds of colorful pancakes,...

At some point the senses will die. The soul - where is it? - will depart for the unknown. Has it ever returned to Earth, millions of years now? To the "from which it was composed", the body, if, of course, it is buried in the ground. Some prefer cremation, which ends in ashes....

I don't want to part with you, my care will accompany you and tonight until your house, I will leave a lily at your door and a promise, that when we meet, only yesterday will exist from now on, your memory will accompany the body, the moments of injustice, the empty ones.. Those that...

I'm talking to you... Where you have the fortune to see the sunrise, unfading and vibrant! May it have awakened from the wild dawn! May it slip away from the arms of the sky and rush towards you, having swallowed sip by sip - once again - the death that is yours. And instead of...

Last time I looked for you again I'm ending it here, I can't do it anymore, enough is enough.... What we lived through, left like a movie We were left alone, deserted like a square I'm putting an end to everything End of tyranny, weakness, and anticipation I'm putting an end to everything, you won't be anyone You won't...

Through another door, I entered the wonders, led astray, by what they had told me, words, falsely spoken, this dome of heaven, in Dikti, rules over a Demon and in the crack of time he weaves ways and creations of the mind. The years of exile, spells, in blooming asphalt...

Soul White shadow... in the forest of time you live uniquely. You have put on a human form, an unruly mind, You gallop with virtue freely... the dark fairy tale of love. Wounds on your feet as you walk the path. You enter the embrace of the moon, at the gates of the goddess. You wonder... Where...

Greece, unfortunately, is in danger, and this horrible thought torments the mind and the heart. With the subservient policy of leaders, its integrity is at stake. Internally, leaders do not solve vital problems, and for the people they are useless "projectiles". Demographic shrinkage,...

I see a small drop sliding down the cloudy window, the river comes down from that mountain. All nature sings, trees, flowers in a row, they are also impatiently waiting for the rain. Plick plick plick the rain has started, plick plick plick it changes...

Tonight I kept aside the sky-blue algae from the ocean of fate, tonight the thought of you flooded my mind, sparks melted in my eyes, the saltiness. Sip by sip, I share with you the brusch wine that is brought from the homeland of the South, in your passions, you treat me to a cup...

I'm waiting for you, you know.. With a comforting hope.. That of my modesty, that of clean reasoning and redemption.. Come, let's put the materials of the dream, Those that will lead To our own firmament, The tightly made one That will not come in from anywhere... Why will...

The name of the Moon signifies the aurora, the light, not the abundant light of the morning but the faint illumination that accompanies the Night. The Moon is also called Meni, a name from which the words men (month) and menstrual flow are derived. The word "meni" = moon (meniscus =...

You opened up again... in unknown and unfathomable waters you wandered Journey to the unknown again, You don't care who it is in the end, That fire on land, That burns and still waits for you You walked away..... You never really turned around, to look at hope, finally The unknown...

The lens of the stars searched and searched As it reproduced a – one to one – correspondence: Each wave function leading to a collapse of a wave packet. Sunk in the mud of the pool, the yellow submarine filled with children and the periscope collected their light, the Great...

What a disgrace for people to say "does the donkey fly? It flies", something that tramples on logic and deceives the truth. How they become prisoners of corrupt leaders, ignoring the conclusions of education of authentic values, and even lie to themselves in Parliament and the...

You called me lonely, I like this characterization, it implies freedom to gain experience, to wear your trench coat, because spring is not wearing you, to have your hair untangled, blowing in the breeze with a satisfaction and a smile of victory.. To walk with...

THEY WALK THROUGH THE BLACK SNOW ALL NIGHT. Black canyons terribly block their path. The earth and the sky are black and black wolves are all around. They wear the fur of the snow so that bitterness does not frighten them. With their back teeth, they rush and bite them and the...

I owe it to You, Manna, that I was there, my Sima, in this life. And if I felt the first caress, the first sweet look, The first cry, the first laughter, They were painted, in Your form, in Your smell, in Your breath. Manna, my sweet Manna. How will I part with the navel...

Death is the fear of all. Death has three cruel faces. Death is when we change places, we lose our old way of life. The place where we lived everything we loved, we know we will never find again, in the old, picturesque, for us, place...

The universe is ruled by speed. It believes that its "chariots" are invincible. It has dominated everything, reached the ends of the Earth, competed with all kinds of monsters! However, it has caused countless victims, countless human graves. Unfortunately, it has not considered the time factor,...

You Only and as long as only you always you Always only you so only always you for as long as only you You always only for only you you forever Only no one else but You You for me Always only you Me Only for you always nothing but only you You me For me every...

How long did I stay in the same position until I decided, I didn't count, I was looking far away, seagulls and ships, the southern sea horizon where the tamarisks have been oriented for centuries, there, on the edge of the cliff of the soul, a black, rough, wild stone, with the salt...

Archway, archway How many birds have I seen migrating From the window. Birds in a hurry like you.. but today I want something different I want you to love me. I don't want another conventional day to pass.. I want that something extra in your love.. I want you to look at me in...

Without wars, how could they keep the people in pens, captives, imprisoned, exploited, unhappy, sucking their blood endlessly, and it's no lie. The corrupt "authoritarians" imitate cannibals, and the people are vigilant, anxious and do not...

I read the stories, instructions on how to live.. To find destiny, you have to challenge it! The grammarian who writes, as if he lived in them, paints the endless moments with ink... Difficult circumstances, storms and tremors, everyone accused him of being...

The city had already been engulfed in a deep darkness. Thousands died from hunger. Around the garbage dumps, near the hospitals and the cockfighting clubs, a real battle was taking place between the hungry for some dry food and the...

What am I looking for here? In the explosion of this dystopia? So many self-anointed virtuous people around... Circulating with branches and palms, above all suspicion, with the air of a hundred cardinals! Dressed in the guise of flattery, in the chaos of a constant ambivalence, they serve masters...

In the same cantouni, she always made a mistake, "two hellish people in heaven by mistake", the whisper had remained on the disembodied wall with the engraved decoration, there every time the same wrong turn, the same Helen in ignorance of boundaries even with the fluid form of ghosts...

I have a crazy carnival in mind, with costumes and masks and lots of confetti. Come and dance and dress up and have a great time and joke around. photo user17793854, Image license by...

If love is a wound that opens the knife, it would be a joy if it came from your own hand. If embrace is a fire that burns my world, I would only want you to come and light it. If your beautiful eyes kill like swords, let it be that you look at me and let it make me...

If only I had strong wings to fly high and forget the sorrow of this painful land. If only I were a bird to reach plains and valleys, to enter the nest only on cold evenings. If only I could fly very high to reach the eagles, to travel with them to...

I chose Saint Valentine's Eve! Let it be my birthday, Constantine! I've been playing the instruments for a thousand years! My fingers are starting to wither on my hands. And my hair is turning white and my temples are turning silver. And my passions are fading. And they are...

What should I write? What should I capture on paper? Strange and unknown pieces lost in a youth spent on shady paths. In a dream that remained like that, in a life that never dawned, years drugged in the breathless body of a nonexistent existence. What irony! To think that...

Rust is tearing the sheets; The mussels that live a Pleistocene in a city bus smell the sea that transports the colonies to Nea Peramos; a girl who sweated for the first time; her body after years before they washed her dead. A corridor...

The authoritarian circuit is tottering, and the world is swirling and troubled, immersed in dark thoughts. America is imperializing and vapidizing, Europe is reeling, the Third World is tormented, England is gloating, China is scandalized, Russia...

The hot breath of his lips still lingers on my naked body, enveloping it in the flames of pleasure, even after so much time has passed. How many grains of sand did it take to pass from one side of the hourglass of my mind to the other? The only thing that...

OVER DODONI, A thin mist has spread its white sheets like a curtain of tragedy. The stone amphitheater chews ancient words, resonant, dramatic against the mountainous, invulnerable landscape. The light here has a horizon of the wrinkled stone of tragedy. The...

I have no words to say to you... except to bow to the strength and greatness of your soul... We are with you in this injustice, in this unpunished crime.... Parents of Tempi, hold on tight... As a small token of my support, a post of mine with a...

Christ himself said this so that every believer would realize it, because it is the fabric of genuine faith, for true knowledge, so that man can save his soul, and not be a prey to ignorance, prejudice, fanaticism, a lifelong prisoner of darkness. "INVESTIGATE...

Come home! Here... In that corner where you learned pre-school and spelling. Your first indelible memories await you, the warm bread, your mother's song and an understanding smile. Your dusty books with the...

an impression A Shadow is always male; barbarous and rough in visions, sweet in taste. A Shadow is the sweat of the image; collected with cotton and removed with wax when night makes all things shadowy. A Shadow is always the Seferiko...

Lips, of agate of fire. A wet shiver, incandescent. In the virgin moon's cup, two drops of drunken eyes. A voracious mouth, hungry, craves the stem of your neck, the foam. Breasts, jasmine pomegranates all over. The touch of your body's veins is quenched. In anticipation...

In the dark room, the lament of a lost love that was slow to come, sheds its sobs on the white sheets. The fever rises. The nakedness of the soul becomes its food. It rises and rises, until the gray poison flows through the body. No thermometer...

Our souls are lakes, full of vitality, emotions, passions and mistakes! And when we share all this with words, with actions… then time is fair. It will give us everything we need… Lakes, then, with joy and pain to appreciate the beautiful through the...

Unvaccinated everywhere. Look! Robert Kennedy, from a well-known family, was recently appointed as the minister - and specifically in health - of the winner of the elections, Donald Trump, of course, as long as he does not prove to be incompetent and fatal?. Robert Kennedy's son, the one in question, only...

Hey! Yes, what do you care about my life? It's mine, I do with it whatever I want, I destroy it or improve it. And even more, what do you care about my strange self? What do you care if I smoke, if I drink, if I stay up late, if I swear, or if I pray until dawn? What do you...

The gods lose power, souls deny immortality, the memory of truth fades, the fruit of injustice lurks, the sky suppresses laughter, life falls into lethargy, passion pursues beauty, the gaze bleeds, the sea ruminates on its saltiness,...

It was an afternoon when the sun was slowly setting behind the mountains, coloring the vast sky with shades of purple and gold. Eleni walked slowly, almost hesitantly, along the familiar path of the old olive grove. It had been years since she had crossed it, but every step of her...

They are some shipwrecked evenings (all despair and madness) that not even the morning light knows how to heal. *** Two moods, two sufferings. One struggles to tear the other apart. Somewhere there I exist too. In the middle, in the void. *** And this day has passed. I counted...

I pulled the earth to cover us Maybe tonight we'll wear Disarmingly and bloodlessly The words we spat yesterday Like pips But don't answer me in a hurry Wait for your turn In line I'm waiting for answers From you and from me Again and again Until yesterday Until...

……I am sad. I see a tear rolling down the eyes of the lady who introduced herself to me as my mother. She sits on the edge of my bed and only says a few words of comfort to me. “Be calm and you will see, everything will be fine,” then she bends down and gives me another...

It's lonely mother, tonight the sky may be late for me to come back.. don't worry next to the sea in your arms I'll walk until late when it's getting quieter.. I calm down, in the evenings at the sea its reflective smooth shiny mantle I forget my worries.. The light of her...

I wake upHearing the same soundEvery morningFull of broken question marksWith so many wrinkles in the coffeeWith the same poem stuck in my mindAgain I'm looking for a wordI'm cryingAnd even though I forgot to crySo many nightsAway from youI'm whining as alwaysWithout a reasonWhen you're near me...

Celebrations, festivals, sprees for the new year! Perhaps to appease the crafty Saturn. One million PEOPLE dead in Gaza and Ukraine. There is no end to the warmongers' horrible fury. 85 million REFUGEES looking for a new homeland, the...

The new year is coming. The 25th is coming. And the Greek is fighting fiercely and is silent. I said to write carols And I start to sing them. Sometimes I laugh and sing, sometimes I cry.... There are no leaders in the international arena! That's why mediocrity dominates and rules. And in...

I had not gone more than a few meters from the hotel when something unexpected happened to me! Second day of Christmas! After the rich meal offered by the hotel management, my stomach felt heavy. It was also her revival...

That hand that is always outstretched, that hand that rests on my shoulder, my God is strong and blessed, look, it now has the role of a father. Those eyes with the pure look that teach me to love the world, those eyes of an ascetic remind me of a saint...

 A good day is coming now that it dawns, a day of love of the heart for those who are alone. For those whose partner has left them and their heart is left alone and their arms are empty.. Christ is born today and may love define, may it come with a smile to us...

If one day they suddenly bring you the news that my soul flew lightly to the stars, without a farewell or words of apology, don't be sad. All day from above I will have wings spread, a blanket of joy in your home in the difficult unbuttoning, in every pain...

On the morning of December 12, 2024, you will return• it will be bitterly cold and windy. It might even be snowing. You will reach the station with winter delay. I, as you know, will be there waiting for you. So you're wearing a fur gray coat and woolen...

Don't wake me up.. let me "sleep" let me dream like a child. Don't wake me up, do you hear me? I don't want to face the Dawn scared.. I don't want to be "Big". I grew up, and yet I ask for the "little" child in me. Don't wake me up anymore, I'm tired of the parties, leave it to you.. .

The look that hides in the beauty of your soul, the passion that underlines the pleasure in your body, the breath that depicts the love in your body, the eyes that pierce death are the sources of happiness of my pansept world of you. The blood that flows with...

If I were an Eagle I would fly, I would tear the sky And my lost love, There I would search. A good morning to say to her, I miss her so much, to see her eyes again. Heavenly flowers, May she grace me To perfume me on earth, Until I...

I built a house next to the sea, so that we can sit on the veranda and look at the sea!! Be flooded with happiness from all this pure natural beauty.. Let me see in your eyes where love comes from! But where there is so much happiness, something it also happens...

HERE'S THE POLYTECHNOLOGY--HERE THE POLYTECHNOLOGY Screams tore through the night and cracked the marbles, the stairs were covered with bodies scattered in the corridors, sleep was forgotten in the irons of the door and you timidly reached the threshold. His voice broke, the handful filled...

Unfortunately, prevention is absent in the homeland of democracy and it risks losing its own reputation! Only after a tragedy do leaders act repressively, but not to avoid it, proactively. They show indifference to international and domestic issues while...

Captain love in his hands holds the compass of the mind Hieroglyphs of love on waves I paint Illusion journey through the storm... With my sea heart, I worship you mirror. Like a mermaid in an aquarium... Our passion is platonic, with the two of us...

IT WAS SNOWING! Fresh snow fell on the trees! Steamy and imperceptible snow fell on the streets, in the houses, in the squares, on the cars! Pristine and velvety, heavenly. Everything was covered in snow. Diligently and fairly. He left nothing to chance!

The rain dances on the engraved, by the violent release of unfulfilled desires, your naked body, free, cleansed of ancestral sins At the beginning of existence Atlas fixed the orb of Heaven between your breasts, the magnet of pleasure...

Under fascism, Europe is under threat, dark clouds are spreading everywhere Souls slaughter, the earth is bleeding deeply conquerors of terror, forces of evil To Hitler of paranoia loyal submission Nazi army to destruction the line of wars the horror of death...

to Nikos Gatso Like the first day of the world and everything is silent. Your voice tears the rock and the sweetness in the heart deepens. Black crow on water branch blossoms beyond. All that is left in the sky has been taken by the daydream. Fireflies in your hands...

All it takes is one idea, one word, one deed, to block the path of evil, to anchor in the harbor of happiness, to seize the opportunity for Paradise: LOVE! photo wirestock, Image license by freepik.com ...

The rain dances on the engraved, by the violent release of unfulfilled desires, your naked body, free, cleansed of ancestral sins At the beginning of existence Atlas fixed the orb of Heaven between your breasts, the magnet of pleasure...

It was very early in the morning, before dawn, when war suddenly arrived at our door. Not that we weren't expecting him, but yes! all the while we hoped that God would finally put his hand in and pass us by. We all felt it. But, with the wounds of the calamity still wide open, with a...

In your moons, I have never walked, I do not know the caresses of your sun, nor the rosy sunsets, the shores, I have betrayed myself there to leave marks.

coach - the incense Someday a road will be found that will twist you around and it will all promise you the eternal journey. Don't give in. Just take the ferry to Arkitsa, it was August and the bodies were exfoliating in the thermal baths of Edipsos. The coach with the...

THIS MOUNTAIN PELORIUS WAS CUT IN TWO, THIS HIGH MOUNTAIN. This rock became a shell, blossomed, made sounds. This flower opened its lips, opened its eye. Look how he greets you in his chants. This wind sharpens its knives. Yatagani...

I will miss you In this world I live My thoughts are mine My imagination will be near You I will always miss you The caresses I didn't get The love I didn't taste Your scent From the pores of Your body That I never breathed Your kiss where was the...

How is it justified for the Greeks to say NO at the time, which shook the world, because without THAT it would have been doomed, and now "allies" and volunteer leaders, of the sad power "beggars", catch Greece with "reluctance", and by compromising they say YES as if it is...

50s - 60s The story is very true. Mr. Lefteris, a resident of a village in Northern Greece, was a simple man. Throughout his years, Boskos struggled - like everyone else - with the difficulties of those times for the survival of everyday life. Many...

( Three Poems by Artificial Intelligence) Epiphyllum oxypetalum Epiphyllum Oxypetalum is a popular cactus species famous for producing large, fragrant, white flowers only one night a year. The "Queen of the Night", as is the...

At last, the masks of leaders, of the fanaticism and violence of pilgrims, of atheism and rivalry of devotees, who watch indifferently human tragedies like masters of ceremonies at luxurious funerals, which for the peoples seem pure abominations, have fallen. For such...

Memories that honor and should not be forgotten: ... and the news came to our Village: Babis of the Master Spilios of Spiliopoulos (of Maniolas) was killed. And the late Greek, his Father, ran to the Telegraph Office and sent to Governor John...

Our twelve Gods fled from Olympus and the mountains of Pindos became thousands. The whole of Greece was shaken to its foundations by the noise of NO, 'the enemy will not pass' They swore a heavy oath for freedom and the dunias scared them and immediately they knelt...

The ultimatum required the Italian troops to have free passage from the Greek-Albanian border in order to occupy strategic points in Greece such as airports, ports, etc. to facilitate the resupply of the troops. Metaxas, charged...

      Admiral of the Royal Navy Petros Karydis aiming with the old-style machine gun. During a brief respite, he quickly opened the silver snuffbox. The underwater "Papanikolis" engraved in a masterful way on its upper part. He took out a cigarette, the...

The children of Greece in the mountains of Albania, all of them fight the enemy with one heart. They are not afraid of rifles nor the cold of the snow, they fight with passion only for freedom. photo quatroxproduction, Image license by...

German crimes and reparations, which for some volunteers are fine print and footnotes, instead of capitals without political suspensions and brackets. Hundreds of thousands of dead, wounded, disasters, genocides scared the Erinyes as well. All this...

I will wait for you until the irons stop hiding your form until the bars stop shadowing your beautiful face. I'll wait for you until the gray walls no longer separate us until the damp dungeons keep your free soul imprisoned....

Autumn drizzle, you have already started running to water the flowers and fields to cool down. You run across plains and mountains, the birds greet you, in winter you will welcome a new season. ...

Did the sky dry up tonight when you ask for some? Stretch out your hands cleanly without anger and don't think that infinity is a fraud Look at the eagles how freely they fly above the clouds, don't wonder at the cares of people that weigh you down...

It is the wind that sweeps the fields, invisible wings that embrace the soul, fire that smolders all the poor, sweet whisper that every ear hears. It is the light that dances in the night, all the stars that illuminate the sky, the power to chase the dream, the...

Islands are etymological parts of land, which are surrounded by water. We are made up overwhelmingly of water. So we would say that in this respect, we are alike since we both relate to the liquid element. Somehow, people...

It's a sea like a prison that closes the filming inside it of pain And this wooden ship collects in its lines the remnants of his dreams Tied for years to the same shore He always imagines that he's breaking chains And every night he escapes from the...

You live inside me. Don't kneel, because you'll make me kneel. You live inside me. Don't weep when you see the gray days of my loneliness. For thy unspeakable grief shall flood my being. Don't, you will drown our memories. You live inside me. Dream of flying to...

Breath of oceans blew on your breasts Breath of sky-rockers waved like a banner, in a spark Freedom And that look of yours, stood a Vigilant Guard in the courts of this world. With an invulnerable ship you set sail, Captain of Life, your duty to do. Can you hear me?

The autumn dawn sweet and cool. It is melancholy within you, sweet sadness at the end of August. On the edge of joy and sorrow. Tightrope walking. Eyes moist, with the sea breeze freezing the skin, you embrace your two hands. They don't have...

Protectress of the Saints You Virgin Virgin Who ceaselessly wipes away our needs You intercede for our sins You fight our enemies Hear our prayers We humbly appeal to You to forgive us and have mercy on us To illuminate our path and to...

I still remember our vacation in Kimolos. It's been almost twenty years. It was not early July. We were all alone, you, me, the island. We naively believed that we would give our relationship one last chance to blossom. And we went...

Partly responsible for the war tragedies is the VETO! A cunning, inhuman instrument, pure. Millions of people are killed, but the Powerful enjoy and luxuriate. The lower passions and greed destroy the harmony of many. But why the...

In the third grade you were suspended because you learned a lot about spelling and writing without accents. And you, without saying a word about why, went to the gardens to help and water. Unfair years back then, they needed you everywhere, from childhood until you became a Mother. I...

You gave me a drop of rain, to make a blue river. I'm still fighting, Lord. You gave me some fire, to make the sun. In the name of your Light, I still fight, my Lord. You gave me the mad storm, to calm it down. ...

The sword leaning against the wall and the lamp lit, an old jacket on the nail. and the sea is calm. The wave hits the shore and the rock endures, freedom is delayed again and the soul is bound. The sun rises at dawn and the Lord sleeps, and the lion in the cage alone...

Go up to the stage of your own life... Only then will the fear of taking the big leap towards the dream be scared away. .. Thus, you will live exactly as you dream !!! Dance-play-sing-free..... photo Canvas,...

After the tragic accident, the communication consultants arrived at the scene of the crime. They sat invisible on the sidelines, profiled each victim in detail and issued instructions. Their anxiety, to hide the causes and premura, to save the...

OUR FATHERS LEFT FOR THE LAST journey mute, with a great passion, which eroded their foreheads and hearts, with their mouths sealed twice, once out of fear, once out of grace. From their baptism, their hearts were wrapped in blue and white and...

Oh! My proud country, how have you been? Your dresses are torn, your shoes are patched, your half-dresses are cheap, your teeth are fallen out... Your silverware is stolen and your apron is empty, you are spit in the face, the children themselves...

I water my feelings everyday. I then circulate them in the streets for all to admire - blooming like this. To want to cut them off, but hesitate. I, too, amuse myself with their hesitations. And to chuckle. And then cut one and give it to them...

On a chessboard that suddenly changes opposing camps, I await with perverted optimism a utopian truce. I slip suspiciously between invisible companions and crush on irresistibly charming enemies. A hand spins the board to...

This country, my brother, these stones, which sometimes sculpt civilization and other times like accomplices crush you, this country which sometimes intoxicates basil and sometimes its burnt flesh burns your nostrils, this country which sometimes also slaughters. ..

Before the schools open, we leave the beach, the swimming and the swimming pools, all the kids. We run to the bookstores, for pencils and books and everything else we need, we look to find it there. We smile with a happy new school year and look forward to our friends to...

Fifty years had already passed since Mr. Michalis first set foot on the wharf of the port of Adelaide, in distant Australia. He hadn't had time to fold the diploma he got from the Greek Army into four, when he called him...

Paradoxically, love is pleasure but is experienced as pain. What causes the pain? But the absence. That which is absent we desire. A battle with ourselves is love, not with the object of our desire, a battle with our own belief towards him-her who is absent....

In the soul of the antara, I faced an icy silence looking for the TRUTH, looking for the LIGHT, where the anemones touch our unexplored dreams. And the heart wakes up from its slumber, like a spring flower, which spreads its branches, weaving like sunshine the...

Paradoxically, love is pleasure but is experienced as pain. What causes the pain? But the absence. That which is absent we desire. A battle with ourselves is love, not with the object of our desire, a battle with our own belief towards him-her who is absent....

I'm looking for me. I was lost at the ends of the earth. Who am I? Where am I? Floating in space? Which way should I take? Crossed swords this crossroads. I became a little red riding hood in the dark forest. Wolves have hunted me since the day I was born. He adopted me...

Finally, Darwin's theory was vindicated, the dogmatists were stopped by the particle and a new course was set for the world. The "predominance of the strongest" or the most skillful, the state of the "Big Brother", the poorest, was established. Leveraging the globalization of every virtue...

Eight-year-old me and seven-year-old Takis stuck in the vineyard in the month of August. The sultana turns golden in the sun. The foliage is thick and the dew is excessive. But suddenly we freeze as we see the jeep: Four Germans inside - beyond - from Messolonghi. They come one day on...

I don't want to remember How I met you I left my bitterness and a life stopped I'm gone I'm gone I'm gone My life now flows In happiness the joy I left behind an abyss An unequal struggle The tear I shed Watered the root of the ivy For the dream.. .

     The place I lived in would be destroyed by a nuclear explosion at some point. That was a given. The sad-eyed prophets had said so and I had to prepare myself, plan my escape and go to another place without looking back. The place I lived...

     In the white dance, Salome removed her veils one by one, she wanted to obtain her freedom at all costs, so she would falsify her great-grandmother's story a little in the new order of things, the old laws regarding...

 There once lived in far away places a princess who did not exist like her, she was very beautiful and famous but they envied her for the wealth she had. He had gold, jewels, ornaments that he kept for years guarded and in a beautiful and blue sea...

I'm sorry if I unintentionally hurt you and with my naive self got angry. I felt so spontaneous when I weighed you and the great joy I experienced. I'm sorry if I lied to you casually and "bleed" our sensitive hearts. Sorry if I misunderstood you, but after the...

Fifteenth of August. Many years ago, the mother with her two daughters wanted to go up to the monastery of Panagia of Eikosifonissa. She had promised her grace for some time, and this year she wanted to fulfill it. Her husband was no longer following her...

Sleep, my child. Nothing remained, only a chirping that fell silent, silent forest, burnt clothes, the dream, black branches, a fluttering before the sky, death found it.. Man for man is no longer considered, he chose it. Sleep tight kid...

Cyclamen proudly and oleander flowers decorate the mountain slopes and the bare peaks, they worship the sun twice and far away they look at the plain, the golden olives and the golden olives, the sailor in the middle of the sea in the ship, the bow dances on the foam...

Our mother was still fast asleep in the Hani of Kabuli the night she was executed under an apricot tree two pigeons picked up her pile and immediately she was transformed into that girl who became southern and caressed us at night every winter night that...

We in this place, my eyes, are not of the swamp. We were born in a blessed land that has land and sea. In these Holy lands we grew up, learning about our heroes, who were brave, we grew up together with artists, poets. In this...

Both were killed in a car accident. And the mother. And the father. Five orphans were left, returning to the neighbor's house, to the grandmother, to the church. We were running here and there. Me and Tryfonas, from the last. I am ten years old...Tryfonas is twelve. A...

I sailed on stormy seas. The wave washed over me sitting on the handrail. The next stronger one was coming, how strange, yet I longed for it. The water foamed from its evil. I was smiling and the tear was flowing. In the salty sea with wet hair...

The oceans of the mind tell stories The flame of the soul burns Amorous creeds pierce the blue of the earth The skittering air is mind-numbing The horizon glitters on the edge of the rock The breath flickers East and West adorn nature And your eyes acrobat in...

Midnight strikes, inside the souls sleep Outside, She dances with the shadows! Around her shine all the stars of Heaven She came from the Palaces of an Unknown God! She dances and her eyes tear The tears become diamonds, they sparkle _Daughter, who are you...

Which God do you carry inside you? What Divine Spirit Uncorrupted by time the sickle gnaws at Thy Eternal Soul? What invisible Light burns around you that has attracted the gaze of millions of enchanted people for thousands of years? The famous Paros marble flesh, bones and Spirit...

  (This poem is dedicated to Christos Lekka, one of the three lads of the Lekka family from Glyna in Northern Epirus) Leventogenna Epirus, tortured mother. A victim of dummies, the tama of my soul. I wore life as a shield and faith as baggage...

Some politicians boast that they raised Greece. Rather hypocritically they "disguised" the truth and falsified their tragic mistakes. At the orders of the "allies" they frowned, they did not argue about the national tragedies. If the "allies" forced Greece to...

Time was taking its first steps in the ¨70s. In the frozen, unheated room of the six-grade Boys' Gymnasium, fifty-five final students of the practical department, crammed three by one on the desks, we waited uncomfortably for the ancients professor...

Attention: Man, do not wrong, pity your soul. Anyone who wrongs a person runs away from morality because he cynically injures God and stigmatizes his life forever. God created the man of the Earth crown, to live in Paradise for all ages. But the...

But I'm not ashamed that I worked from a young age to lighten the burden of my parents I didn't grow up big and tall to win the prizes of the whole world I didn't become an orator, a philosopher or a judge or a lawyer to buy in courtrooms I didn't become a doctor,...

Medium enigmatic, black and white figure, levantine unwrinkled youth face favorite black and white background. Full-bodied years, the same beautiful, the same young, the same untouched by the touch of time. Mothers sweated, grew old, adopted babies in my current color in...

On the wave caressing the shore I laid a fresh kiss To give you my ivory coral before the night meets the dawn. I lit the stars as lamps to illuminate this union of the earth and the water that words of love between them...

I embraced my loneliness - a good friend, always by my side - the night is suffocating, it hurts me... I left my lust on the bedside table, I locked my dreams in the drawer - a precious personal treasure - it's a matter of protection, I thought... and lay down ... I called sleep, need...

Alas, values ​​and ideals have been lost, and peoples are essentially living virtual lives. Money is the absolute ruler, the cruel oppressor of people. He redeems the false glory, and for this "achievement" he laughs. He mocks God and every sanctuary, and with the...

I opened the window and the morning breeze caressed my face. I told you "good morning joy," and I felt your caress mentally. You came and broke the sadness of my heart, My heart - my heart, Good morning joy. Smile again and again. Good morning joy, Goodbye my sadness, go away. So...

To those who primarily experience, then proclaim and defend the innermost depths of native tradition, whispering verses painful and folk, proclaiming strongly beyond place or time, principles sculpted in the warp of time and truths...

 My moments with bare feet are lost in the sky. The garden of the world is small and my loneliness is vast. The rain sings with loose hair and the trees have opened their eyes to know themselves. Inside I know them and inside they think of me...

We woke up sitting facing each other wrapped tightly in our opinions with our fingers hooked in our coat pockets - it was very cold, remember? - between us countless extinguished cigarettes and a thick gray smoke barrier impenetrable to pieces...

We went on a safari, a mute shaman chased us all night, took our eyes; a little red riding hood came and cleaned, went out on the porch, cried for a while, then came back - from here all the emigrants leave with their suitcases, he tells us - your fares... .

I walk on many-trodden streets, neighborhoods plundered, souls wounded, from the barbarian invasions Muddy my red shoes. Blood drips from the wounds, rivers red with materials, of previous braves. Pending and waiting, for us the...

She did not speak... I saw her silently watching the waltz of flowers in the green meadow, the drunken poppies. Her meteor hand, towards the naked virgin daisies. She was looking away, silent... The only things that spoke, the colors on her face. ...

On the occasion of the tragic anniversary of the barbaric Turkish invasion of the Republic of Cyprus, what a worldwide unprecedented debauchery, to allow the barbarian Attila, for 50 years, to have a part of Cyprus under occupation, with the guilty tolerance of the Strong "democratic" states....

But how do you allow a country to be lost in a few years in the basement to find treason is the word that resonates and the parties declare abstention How will you be able to heal the wound that sold you without remorse at the moment you are looking for solutions from the debt to ...

(Pictures from the beach) The sand is burning the sun... a lady is baking. A girl feels the sea with her fingertips and finds it cold. ….. The sand is burning two children are building a state tomorrow for them it is far away none of it matters ….. The sun...

Lion the Pentadaktylos roars, in his bowels medicine and fire, he trembles all the time, he does not sleep, he looks around him with a wild look. Armies of heroes in his chest rumble, few weapons but a steel heart, unburied youths roam in the middle of the night and...

They move like ants, do they know where they come from and where they are going? They see a lot around them, but they don't ask, because they don't get an answer and they don't turn back. They spend their lives with joys, sorrows and anxieties, and when the time comes they mate and give birth. They are looking for...

The eyelids are nostalgically heavy My thought seeks you again. Deep senses pulsate associatively. The purr of the water, carefree happy, whispers comforting words in the ears. The dew of the foliage, the hope of my survival. Deep green are...

Life is like a troupe! He "raises" scenarios that fool us, sometimes they sell us hope and sometimes they "scratch" us. The seasons deceive us with answers hung on the rope of deception with spicy pegs, testing our endurance. Her favorite script...

Once you too were a beautiful young, stiff climber For life's ups and downs a brave, tireless worker You resisted, won or lost, but you learned enough You had fun, loved, but also cried often You were full of experiences, acquaintances and beautiful feelings the...

I smell holidays, the schools are closed, the many worries are over, now only the beach and non-stop diving, in the summer let's be happy and have beautiful moments to live. We always put on sunscreen so we don't get burned by the hot sun, we stop for a while and drink something...

Heavenly bodies with tears sprinkle the aching land of my homeland. The pain explodes inside me, a boiling volcano of the absurd, I see logic taking hold of me. Parthenon, Acropolis, Olympian Gods, statuesque bodies in painted marble, crystal faces like...

The first years with Sofia were all rosy. He remembers these vividly and he misses them when he takes him down. It seems like a century has passed since then. Ever since they used to lie in bed together and stare at the ceiling for a while and plan for tomorrow...

The holy ground I walked on your streets longs for you, my airy land. DIGENE BEYOND MY BORDERS, Sleeping Guards of Byzantium, you stand among legends and myths about our Heroes. You left us in other times. MY DIGENE, MY GUARD, we are making history...

Tonight, when I talk to you, don't forget my question, because sometimes you are silent until death, what do you have to answer me? Where were you on the day the sun shone why are you eternally broken? just for once, give me an explanation as to how you can be...

No compatriots, we don't have culture, but salesmanship, we don't have democracy, but democracy, we don't have parliamentarianism, but parliamentarianism. All SMOS, Socialism, Communism, Fascism, Capitalism, is a dangerous Institution. And whoever dares for genuine...

Unpredictable, she moves among us flirting with the losers, sometimes she puts estrus into words and urges them to escape before the jailer locks her, sometimes she becomes the illusion of...

Precocious angels, Grievously wounded, Lives lost In the hell of loss. Grief, anger for those who are left behind Without hope, they expect nothing. The silence, the deafening sadness at the bottom of the soul, will never be forgotten. Where did we go wrong? they ask. ...

Wars, injured children without water and food, terrorist attacks, environmental contamination, increasing morbidity, sudden deaths, impoverishment even in the most developed countries of advanced Europe, deprivation of basic needs for a decent life...

It was in the youth at the dawn of first love, the spark of a spring, the sunrise of your lustful kiss, the sweetness of A Venus, an outburst beautified the landscape with flowers, the fragrance of the heart's myrrh to drip Of memory, the dawning of the evening, the back sinks into the seas...

I refuse to accept that nothing changes. With words I build joy. Here is the rosy-cheeked one planting poppies and fragrant herbs with a ladybug devouring the vermin of lies with a preference for the tastiest. In what silences evil. As if everything is ready...

-a fairy tale for young and old- She is a great mother who is called the whore or the sea. Deeper and more visceral than the earth. One dusk with a pout, a seagull chased and rejected by his companions washed up unconscious on a forgotten beach....

My own seas I will find, My own orchards A piece of the sky, And a piece of earth There I will live Free, Free my soul, And let it be only a dream In my last breath. Who is he who can, A slave soul to do When she Free Always...

I am Roman, Christian, my name is Kyrenia, Greek, I had beauty and so did my children. On the shores of the elves in the blue sea, my girls were sleeping happy and happy. I had Pentadaktylus my son for pride, towering, proud,...

  From the Alpha to the Omega a cigarette centuries Apokaroma of lunch in the white under the arch the narrow katakama and squatting in short pants hidden in the purple of the bougainvillea with the fresh burning of the sand on the bare feet we looked for a moment...

Barba-Yiannis looked into the donkey's eyes and felt deep inside the animal's sadness and anguish. "It is not easy to part with the faces we love", he whispered and moved, as he caressed his face, he noticed a white mark on the...

Nothing in bloom. I am returning to my place. In silence the well. Without my voice I could smell the Resurrection. Not even the starfish. Without a stone sprouting. Without the fire tree. But, with a nightingale cloud in the dream the weft. Now...

In the cosmic firmament, your contemplation reaches through high walls into the continuum of time, you invade the Alexandrian poet. Fallen leaves, seed of imminent knowledge. Historical and philosophical events surround your sensuality. Unseen heroes strive to protect Thermopylae,...

Where can I find a January with the rich gifts it brings to the children every time it comes? And when the snowman sends him snowflakes, does he scatter them everywhere and dance with them? And a February peacock that heralds the fragrance of summer? A March to hear...

I gave you the sailing of my dream. My airy mansion, ah, I longed for you. In your look the peace was sweet. And the flame of the Moon stirred the waters. Your body a thousand clones blossomed. At sunrise they enthroned you. August's full moon...

The last cry Love suffers every one crucified on earth its incarnation, woman her cross prejudice, crucified power with helper violence, nails submission and fear from her wounds gushes, blood dead and soul neutral, death in femininity...

Broken heart like a broken mirror. Again my death was postponed. Torturous night embraces me with her black clothes. Two-faced and pitiful darkness, you gave me deathly silence. Your words are wrecked like broken ships. Too bad, and I had...

The evening smelled of oregano. Newborn swallows had stuck out their heads in surprise. I hung the wreath nailed to the door frame... The one... with the May Day daisies that you put in my hair on the day when happiness was at stake. The worn out...

The days of Saint John of Klidona, Saint John of our village have arrived. With him, childhood memories run through and insatiably water the mind... They jog on the eve of the celebration, when the grandfather, the beloved and well-spoken father-Thanasis, with akamati...

All the fields of the plain, green and plowed. But the wide dry land, no one plows it, no one sows it. Man does not approach it, only fame judges it. ...

The lips of hope laugh at your thought... the senses are afraid to feel the touches of the heart. In the empty room, the pendulum to the grace call rings and from the sternum here and there the breath, declares presence. Imprisoned in the cell of pain, exiled from love...

Like triremes, the air With seas, mountains and plains To stretch, in the creation The world runs, in the air To meet, a new mate But slowly - slowly yokes A sun that melts you And in the nights again The moon spreads everywhere In the dark sheet of the sky Where...

Be afraid of us! There are many of us and we are everywhere In the morning we start for work cursing the other drivers on the road. We go to the public, to the accountants, to the bazaars, even to the civil servant sometimes, - nobody is perfect anyway - to the laundries, to...

Ornaments were worn by women characteristic of ornaments! They danced songs of Pindar, Homer, Solomon, Elytus. to the tune of an unseen performer! Well-forged by ancestors of oldBorn in thought-caves! On the shores of Homer! There they hatched,...

I could stand climbing all the vowels. Rushing up to the palate and from there standing short between the stony saliva of the tongue and the difficult opening of the lips. They bet on the forces of the breach. With all the paraphernalia of heaven and...

It rains again in the dream. I am the recipient of Emily's thousands of lost letters and I live not in Amherst but in Nice mourning my own dead. I have arranged eight thousand nine hundred and fifty letters in strict chronological order. I flavor them with...

In Frosso She woke up wide awake in the moisture of his kiss. The cells revived, cooled at the tender touch, straightened up, squeezing the life that emerged from its slumber into her firm skin. Then the king who took her out of...

   I'm tired of hearing about love, we've lost the meaning of words, we're confused in our wants.. We baptize ephemeral acquaintances as loves, and then give the gratuitous shot by coloring our insecurities with the holy word...

 He stood before him and was measured. He was about two meters tall. He cradled her in his arms, as small as she was. He moved closer and pressed her face to his. He told her years ago that she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He saw herself...

     "Rose aliko of wind and fate, you only remained in memory..." G. SEFERIS It was her! I saw her advancing with the hasty step that always characterized her going down the University. I waited at his stop...

Two drinking glasses, they were looking at the mirror They were waiting, a hand to fill them was still empty. They were laughing, in the mirror their own images A deafening moan, was heard quietly. Red wine on the soaked marbles and blood on the carpet. Screams of violence...

Imagination flies in the clouds The mental world flutters in its flight The world is lost, the concepts of thought dissolve, enough, a moment to take refuge in the imaginary world, made by your existence, in the invisible world of irrationality, with idols,.. .

You told me "I want you", I said... "me too". .Hanumaki dressed, in a summer scene, rocking the...

It participates in the collective anthology with the distinguished works of the 10th literary competition of Poetry and Proselystic Reflection "Cyprus July 20, 1974 the day Hellenism shed tears" there time stopped in 1974 you remembered that I am unable to share but...

Mother or father sent me - I don't remember With a bottle, opposite, in the basement kitchen Wine to bring for lunch But as far as I go and come - opposite do we say that? equal to ten draskelies - the kitchen was extinguished, the shutters rotted and opposite mother, father...

That deep look of fear or avoidance is like a huge blue butterfly that came and sat in your hair thus preventing me from stroking it, combing it and decorating it with those strange colorful little bones that we had chosen together one afternoon. .

A city of many centuries, with a rich history. Arches, buildings, rhythm, remind of Venice. A labyrinth with countless alleys, many squares, churches, palaces, cobbled streets.

May 29, 1453 the fall of Constantinople by the Turkish barbarians. And the brutality and the slaughtering continues... In the church of churches including Hagia Sophia, the sultan efferent of Islam held a service. A dream, you say, of many years, but let me ask you, the...

There, where the stone drips with lust from the little mouth, the soil is drenched with my sweat. There, where the calculation runs and rests, where I feel and touch my earth breathing. There, where I uttered my first words and there were no watches in my life! Where...

In the world of the Antichrists, you have chosen Homeland! Jews crucified you Let the Earth change its page! Christ! Where did you walk, pat-pat Gaza.. If you come back down to Earth, you will only find rubble!! I wanted to know it, and if I go to possess... In God's Place, how many...

And spring is coming! And I walk through the corridors of the garden. I see from afar the vine that has started to bloom but.. I stop at the planted mint. I don't go forward, there I lean my head, in the musk-scented leaves to caress the new sprouts that rise...

The look that hides in the beauty of your soul, the passion that highlights the pleasure in your body, the breath that depicts the love in your body, the eyes that pierce death are the sources of happiness of my sacred world of you. The blood that flows...

I wrote the best poems while waiting in line at the bank while waiting (Sad and endless is always sad too) So while waiting I sowed thoughts I reaped poems Like a desperate attempt to grab time out of my hair to save the day...

The goals of the beautiful, the songs of the people, flowers bloom in the heresies of the birds. Freedom and love, dream of dreams, see their breaths flow in the body of the Continents. Tears, complaints, laughter and hopes, feelings deep, sharp blades, that carve...

If you take this path, if you go up this rugged canyon, cut by a thief's sword, which leads to Vostina, please don't forget, don't forget to blow a stream...

God is none other than the waiting and the chronic longing, that one day you will appear in the white Tower, in the city of Pulcheria. God is none other than the happy face of the blue rain, its secret whisper on the stone roofs and in the...

As the Saturday night fell, she dragged a hagan, cool as an unbearable shoe, as her wings rustled in the breeze, and from the road an echo, men and Centaurs collided at random, the trampling of their hooves, and the pitiful goats from their adjacent...

So many tears I shed So many laughs I rejected When I look at Your glance And I admire Your form Then I remember You And Your sweet prana Live the dream Your eyes were green I dare I pretended I forgot them But they were engraved, in my soul Here I brought You, ...

Half-open window to the city, hazy and dusty view. On the opposite windowsill some green plants stand disappointed. Isolated lives smudged... breaths dirty. On my desk up a foreign visitor a violet. Out of place melody in...

The end becomes the beginning And you tell me that the day is slow to come, The light of the lighthouse has gone out, and the ship is stuck, on a dry land. Give me just one moment, from the precious life, to go further, spring has begun, and perfumes have spread,...

My mother was an orange and my father a juicer. I have always been the thorn in their teeth. They liked it. Fill in their gaps. They tolerated me even though I bothered them sometimes. They licked me tenderly with their tongues...

Here, among the indigo-looking houses, where they gaze at the sea, it is the Light that taught the alphabet! God filled this sea, with all the blue of the sapphire and the color of the sky! Here, he kneels the universe! Here, where you'll never know what they're whispering...

Winter was roaring, the air was thick with suffocating smoke from fireplaces and the smell of soaked wood. The trees were leaning. Courageous they stood still hanging from wartime on their branches. It started snowing. But a different kind of snow. Where red fell on him...

There are days when the rivers run deep The far bank looks far away Wild rain has flooded the land And you must cross across, to the barn You have the living there, but you have left your children behind You must go and return...

I stay here in the afternoon looking at the void. I close my eyes to see something else from where my void is.. Descending myrias, reached my mind, and grabbed me now, robbed the dream, naked I turn back. No, I didn't surrender , sometimes I take to wear... photo...

Where nature wasted in beauty and grace, bodies of angels slept on earth the pillow. Agera Olympus sends the pain to take, and Ossa sees and mourns and bows her head. Black shadows stumble weeping in the gorge candles plant and count one and...

Come on, you bird that soars the big ones, I'll open the window for you, come into the hall! _I'm coming as you want me, madam, but tell me where I'll stay? you have neither branches nor a nest in it for me to lean on.. _I'm giving you seeds and bread, water to quench your thirst, I'll make you...

Odyssey, reciprocating swing from the heavens of the gods To the tartar of demons and again my path Algorithm, love, link between height and depth I have toiled, fought, lost, cheated, discredited, beaten and caught in my life But in...

An angel of the Lord appeared to the myrrh-bearers. The Lord was taken up into heaven. He sent a joyful message to all of humanity. "Christ is Risen from the dead, slaying death and those in the graves, giving life" Blinding light poured out everywhere. The sun and...

Before the Resurrection, the Crucifixion precedes the desecration which is the last act of humiliation of Jesus Christ. This Resurrection which leads to light to this day and dispels our darkness and will continue to inspire us with the sacrifice of Christ on his Cross...

Not even the whip, the crown of thorns, the hatred of men, the insults, the mockery, the denial, the nails, the cross, the inconsolable look of your mother, the paternal insistence, the iron spear, the unfixing did not hurt you as much as that kiss on the cheek....

Heatwaves passed, snows passed, and the nightingales sang differently. Loves, myrtles and lilies passed, my love passed and I did not see it. Only that...the house, stands proud...in the evening light, with the shadows hidden in the skylight. Let me...

Lord you have invited me to the Secret Supper of Your Love. I stayed with You, praying to our Heavenly Father. I heard the last commands you gave to Your Apostles. Your words were engraved deep in my heart. "Take, eat, this is my...

Let us contemplate the virtual reality that arrogant leaders experience and with illusions survive without regret. They build super-luxury monuments, to leave false messages of supposedly transcendent eternal life, which, however, undermine the essence of...

We came to the Louvre and we admire you, goddess of love, he said You look, I look, we travel to the heart of the ages What is ravishing with hanging hands? What are you waiting for the...

He was standing in front of me, blocking my way. Calm, imposing, with his wings gathered and his sword in its sheath. Beside him, unguarded wide passages, and that guardian angel in the narrowest trunk. "What are you guarding the path for?" Small army, narrow...

We found ourselves on the sand, the hot children of the stone and the Ionian, watchful pilgrims and silent. She climbed the rock naked, naked and blooming, bow deadly in the sun hands. She prays... Her eyes closed, towards the deep sky...

And after I made sure that no kisser's tear went to waste. Surrendered to the pleasure of endurance, I received a gift of forgiveness. prove it! Now...

Have you ever thought about being stabbed, or otherwise killed, and telling them "I love you, I'm sorry"? On the contrary, many choose revenge and then counter-revenge, so that the vicious circle of violence of mutual conflict, of life... prevails.

What life... The one that is now on loan? What life... The one that now smiles at you behind the mask? What life… The one we lost in the round of death? What life should I write about you ask? She is the one who had flowers in her hair And the wind took them away, one night of...

Sunny day, full of light with the sun shimmering until the evening hours and caressing with its rays every spring grass and flower! Unexpectedly as it happens in dreams, I found myself on a slope looking at the vast fields ...

My God, you test me from light to darkness. You wear shipwrecked jewels in my hair and hang my laurels on a rusty hook as you made the sacrifice in Your temple and the glory hangs on the faint thread... To stagger and fall...

  The blue kitchen door. The big green fridge behind the blue door. The transistor on the big green refrigerator. Operation in the transistor on Sundays. The father should listen to the function from the transistor. Let the father listen in awe...

And a foreign woman came while I was sleeping, and her body was a rough, heavy, immense slab; - but don't throw it like that without sheets, she'll tell me you'll get scratched - dress a little with the water of the river, come and slide! I'll fit you in, you Minoan bull! I'll fit you ...

Dedicated to Stephen J. Fry Beautiful as any, without a flower in your hair with heroes and Romanism your children you nurtured the Republic from end to end you spread, with your incomparable myths and wisdom you captivated peoples and with your beauty, the.. .

An old photo closes a sweet memory, coming from those carefree, childhood years. An innocent, angelic face, a pure, blessed soul, two gentle, humble eyes, but the smile, this smile, closes all his...

You exist, in the liberating dance of happiness, in the magic of the dream visions, in the kiss the euthanasia release, on the lips the ecstatic smear on the mouth of tears, in the erotic breaths of spring, in the hedonistic searches of the body....

I run after my mother, but I can't reach her. Pale, face waxen with terror, speechless, uttering inarticulate screams only when she turns to see if I'm following her, her beautiful hair hanging wildly over her shoulders, instead of . . .

Today I met Homer. His beard grew longer over time. It unfolded through the pages of the Odyssey. I traveled with him to Greece. We went for a walk to the Acropolis. He told me about the glow of history by feeling the marbles. He couldn't see. Her eyes...

As if you are passing by my house, stop for a while, even if the door is closed and the garden is dry. And let me not go out with joy and shout ``welcome'' and open my arms to embrace you. Psyche is man and she will be there to kiss the...

There is still Leuteria and enslaved wings... But these belong to the birds and not to the lower rouges!! A fool with beautiful wings! birds and I look at them! But even the crow! I am often jealous. I was an Eagle and a Falcon! Petritis and Geraki. And...

My mother was sewing something in the room while singing. I was playing on the balcony and her voice came from the open window. A sweet, melodious voice. Young children have an instinctive intuition. All the happiness of her heart, fluttering of spring joy, was channeled into the song. The.. .

In the dark room, the sob of a fatal lost love that was late to come spreads on the white sheets. The fever rises. The nakedness of the soul becomes its food. It rises, it rises, until gray poison flows in the body. No thermometer is...

Unthinkable: People worship money! Isn't it tragic, isn't it a great pity? They forgot Sophocles' excellent verb. The worship of money is the first step of corruption, and then the Devil's precious possession, with human relations the greatest victim of...

There is a night that eludes me, like a last night bus we don't catch but a boy with a sky shield, looking for her in the pebbles and urchin caves, looking for her in the white stones where the lines quietly cross...

My clothes don't fit me, my clothes are tight. My flesh is many and my soul is swollen and abundant. World, what clothes you wear on me constrict me and tear my flesh, world my parts hurt! What kind of clothes are these that break even the...

The first time you swept something under the rug was a small smile that went unanswered. Then that sweet, which you were scolded for when you ate it And the 2 loquats that mother demanded you stick to the tree in the yard. Loves, friendships followed...

I stand on the threshold of a strange Mansion Is it a cafe, Casino or brothel? The lights from the commercials dazzle me The barking drives me crazy At the height of his hedonism of fatal pleasure. I stand like a statue without knowing what I'm waiting for, I neither enter nor exit. THE...

People with desolate looks and voices, strange and deeply wounded. THE BEST POEMS I wrote the best poems while waiting in line at the bank in the waiting (Sad and endless is always sad and I too) In the waiting so I spent...

I stand motionless like a gentle wind trapped in the hall. I read instructions for disinfectants, medicines. I enter deeper, slow to enter; always a citizen of the in-between space. There is the expression of the distance that did not meet any proximity, there is also the utterance of metaphors for...

It's raining. The now wrapped in drops. Yesterday your hand on my back. It is raining, and I remember the nights that greet the absences completely. I envision your fingers being cut off from your body. They gather, spread out, dance, gather sensations,...

A woman tries her combs and her loom creaks in the clouds. Stars give me colors to hide the cracks of zero. So many years I've been weaving the future and I still haven't learned to love properly. A sworn craftswoman, yet my essence eludes the...

I don't know, I don't want to know, I'm not there, I'm gone. You never look at me where I see you, did the writing have an outlet, sometimes light, sometimes dark, does the eye quiet down from the gaze? Where does the look come from? It was throwing ash into his eyes expensive mirrors never go wrong they will...

On the road, he says, I was a monk. The ground and the sky are orange. Suddenly Christ appeared, on His shoulders was the cross. He was followed by an army of Saints, protective. He had no thorns in his hair, but fragrant flowers. He turned his gaze and looked sweetly at me. Tears...

The pears are hanging on the Pelioreite road I cut a couple and continue to the monasteries Nuns are the only kind of person who still wears photo gray glasses maybe the only one who makes good Greek coffee with a few tears in it they have a story...

Without the dream to be my guide I don't know anything I didn't hear I didn't see an uninhabited homeland myself I wake up early, I sleep early, my wants stand in front of me early, these are the only things I want to remember because these me...

A sun that didn't long to rise. Rain delivered to the wind the roar. Moon that has faded, its light before leaving. Weak to bear the burdens of what you react to. Bud, you withered before you left the flower. Uncertain feeling between the two...

Love never ends. The breath is infinite, the heart sparks to ignite the frozen voids of loneliness, to become light. Man in the unspoken "doonai" open the gates of your divine aura to...

The dialogue of love with the body infuses the kiss with lust, pushes pleasure into anarchy, resurrects happiness in the body, launches desire into the stars. The stars are the burning lives of human souls that have escaped from the grave...

He walks down the same sidewalk, six years later. The only thing that has changed is her. From the inside. A machine holds chilies outside the once small playground. She digs with her nails the footprints forgotten by the tourists and sits in the history of...

Ruthless, they continue the warlike conflicts, the collisions of their abnormal minds. About who will be the winner. Fools do not know that in war death is an arbiter and where he finds opportunity a trainer and ultimately a victor. The warmongers spring...

Lefteria knelt in front of the dead Leventis who was lying in a coffin dressed like a bridegroom. She placed a laurel wreath in his curly hair, she smiled sweetly at him, she closed him in her arms. A little further on, his mother is handing out treats, 'today there is a wedding,...

Joyful life beckoned to me at my birth The surrounding atmosphere ideal for exquisite phases of developmental completion Lucky I appropriated auspicious manta Tears of love instinct Humanitarian spirit to grant a valid prescription for survival The filling...

Exposed is the ragged rag soul left nowhere by the cruel time, along with the great failure of her loneliness. She chained her tender liana legs with her necessary followers, the merciless compromises, telling her: Take... these...

Brush of my heart Color of my feelings Field of my Mind Shadow of the sun Of my peculiar self Numbness of my eyes As tears, leave traces on my touch Stumbling upon walls, the troubled thoughts of my soul,...

The competition is big in the sixth grade of the Dim. school that my little granddaughter is finishing this year! For quite some time now, Asi has always been consistent in her school lessons. It is not only the respect for the teachers of her school and her classes,...

If the ingratitude and betrayal of Greece were from non-allies, halal, perhaps it would be characterized as political slander. Unfortunately, however, they were from "allies" and "friends", pioneers in the ancient legends. They forgot that without the heroic GREEK RESISTANCE, the...

At those old tables where we squatted planning the future, at those closed lofts where we laid foundations for our dreams, I had forgotten my friend and brother, I had forgotten to tell you that I love you. And I didn't even think to open a single grille, in the sun that...

"After my God, You!" In this blessed land, how can the eyes be permitted to be addicted to ugliness and death? In it to be supremely sovereign? ...

We don't call this loneliness here anymore. We call it an old dream. Where do you come from? Who is your favorite enemy? Let's hate together. We don't call this loneliness here anymore. We don't call this loneliness here anymore. We call it the distant sky. Have you been dead for a long time?

Cloudy horizon this love controls my life. Suspicion of fear. This is no time for experiments. I wake up asleep on my knees. I memorize the coordinates: Paris, Rome, London, Prague places with vibrations of youth. Persistent the...

I have hidden love in the souls of the northern ones so that the sun, the wild summer of the earth, would not find it. So that they don't find her alone and steal her one night, and what will become of me then in the black wilderness. Look, I have dressed her in sun, in golden dresses, in scarves and with...

I nail my word to the verse the letters fall, she butchers her body. My writing opens its heart, blessing and darkness pour forth. From her embroidered side flows blood and breath Blood is the meaning of the word, Abused, oft, by...

And then came that mud. And spread the bones evenly. Three by three, the innocent, the guilty, and the Baripoinites breathed inside her. Some tourists enjoyed photographing a crippled God diving ...

Fear the pernicious inexplicables. the things that don't have a name and you can't name them and yet they happened, you lived them, they suited you, they shook you, they're almost sick and maybe maybe when the devil takes you, you want it all over again, even if they scare you more...

Poetry is the matrix of the connecting spiritual link of man and Plasti-Plasis. Great soul, exquisite spirit, great body! You first taught beauty, harmony, humanity, the divine. The high values ​​of peace and brotherhood. On the Front Line of...

And if you ask me what my name is, I'll tell you one. I was born an anonymous being in the crowd. Happy birthday, without being asked, in this world I live. I can't smell the beauties blooming around. And the pollen of flowers, the gold dust of...

We recklessly pulled the string from the train's golden alarm bell. And life, with violence, threw us into the first wagon. Ignorant travelers, bewildered around we gazed, the luxury and the splendor. Our minds were blown. We began to eat greedily...

Fresh snow fell on the trees! Steamy and imperceptible snow fell on the streets, in the houses, in the squares, on the cars! Pristine and velvety, heavenly. Everything was covered in snow. Diligently and fairly. He left nothing to chance! Do you think he wanted to...

Happily, there is Poetry to moon the nights, to lighten the sunrises! Let cheerful light pour forth, from the gates of Eden, and bathe the luscious universe! With love, the elixir of love heals, in the marrow to flow! Happily, there is Poetry to read something and God...

Alone soul the cold does not pass sad eyes, melancholic under the night the deep silence, love remains empty, orphaned Life is a gray cloud as if the light quickly passes it, shine sun, bring warmth so that the heart can find harbor and joy.. .

I opened my soul to the harmony of your love-sanctified tears, the fragrance of your shadow weaves my life with beauty and love, the unrequited kisses kill, that deceive lust, adulterate the instincts of passion, kill pleasures of the body,...

Crouch when silence surrounds you. While they sound. No entrance without you no exit. Lean unobtrusively to the sounds you don't hear and still. Instantly fast - like a memory! Bend over with power! Match the lights on, they will go out. The voicing candles that...

Don't remind me of past times that dripped bitterness in my life and medicine, let all the bad things stay in the past, it's my heart of love palataki. The eyes of two children are like suns that warm me and light up my life, their voices are like...

Some look for God in technology. "They do not have their God". They are on a spiritual holiday. They are looking for him at the ends of the Earth, in space, on unknown planets, in invisible and visible cosmic "vagrants", with telescopes, artificial satellites, and others...

Oh! if you could feel our coming Oh! if you could see the end of our breaths nothing would ever end everything would live forever within our vast universe. And that complete tomorrow would happen now. And those scored beds will...

The laurels that watered ephemeral beds, I did not weave a wreath. I did not frame them. I do not recall them in nights of black loneliness, in forgotten anniversaries and solemn confessions between men. I keep them in a box. On one of the highest shelves in the kitchen...

The tenant of the third floor, Mr. C, heard screams and cries in the basement of the apartment building in the parking lot, as if an unearthly creature was screaming, as if many voices were mixed in a braid of anger and complaint. He went down the stairs and was ready to...

They suggested to me, to become "strong", of the "masquerade" power. I refused. And I was unemployed. They suggested that I become a marble mason for the rich to build the palaces. But I disliked the "carats" of luxury. And I was unemployed again. Finally, by my own decision, and without...

Paths in the full moon, your body Your palms gather, the sky Your bushes, fruits in your hair Your passions, at the mercy of the seas. You grow lagoons You define the shadows of the mountains You make lonely green...

You can deny the words no matter how wonderful they caressed the ears. As much as they touched the heart like a balm poem that praised Love. You can take back words, promises, poem, song... You can violate sacred vows of love You can... You can't...

Saint George, Love on a horse or an April lie? SPRING crafts fresh loves and ancient betrayals. But... Airy dreams on summer nights ache the eternal truth: (TH) LOVE! But... Saturn's rust is steadily corroding their...

Sometimes a dream is an image in deconstructive conditions. Conditions thicken quickly and then end up in a valley or a sea that doesn't drown me but supports me on a pedestal. I see next to me the Toyota Camry man and the necklace woman....

Drops from Your tear of Holy Communion the nama. And the ranids of Your blood, red grains from the crumb of the pomegranate. From the window of Paradise, my Christ YOU, what did you see and in a world you came to be a redeemer of evil? In the mockery of the infidels rag...

A bird chirps every morning outside my window. Sweet alarm clock sent by nature, it reminds me of the start of the day, its chirping is magic, even if I don't understand if it is a goldfinch, a canary or something else, this bird gives me strength to get up from...

Years ago since he was young he was driven away to escape the mud and languages ​​of the world in the distant capital looking for better days, years now he returns to the pool of Siloam. When Easter with the red eggs and the roar of the river and...

You cut an olive branch, you called it life. You wove wreaths of hope and hung them on our broken walls. You cried for the lost dreams and prayed that they would not be lost, that they would be transformed into a source of rekindling. Are you tired of staring at shadows of maybe on the horizon...

Through the dense veil of everyday life, we often forget the power that lies deep in our hearts. Like the little giant that sleeps in each of us, ready to wake up and surprise the world with its power. Can this power be expressed...

Welcome Spring! Welcoming Spring, I also welcome you, fellow readers of Greek News and Radio FL. I thank the editor Ioanna Lazarou for the opportunity to communicate with fellow Greeks through her newspaper. It is a special pleasure for me...

Your hands, the magic, the wood transformed into Apollo's lyre. Lutes, mandolins and violins, which gave notes to orchestras, were born from the old art and your persistent embrace. You gave the brides attendants, sweet and sparkling, in...

A meeting was called by religious leaders of the world, regardless of whether some were members of the underworld. To decide-finally-who is the true God! They began peacefully, diplomatically, with compliments. However, along the way they disagreed with disclaimers and counterclaims. The...

Between the five streets in the dirty alley with the puddles and the muddy water with the buckets overflowing in the garbage steps in front of the pink-punk shop in the dark corner two girls kiss passionately Themistocleus crosses in a pleated skirt the man with...

My brother, Lefteris, was afraid of water... Lefteris was a good boy... alert, respectful... but stupid. You had a conversation with him, and he turned ten... Our old people died early, they left us alone to fend for ourselves. I was the oldest. I became his mother and...

In the eternal circle of life, the cobwebbed corners of injustice still unmeasured, the ones dancing on the Fall of Man... Mathematicians, despite many attempts, could not solve the problem. And the poets practicing tears,...

   On summer nights, this petrified hour between life and unblemished death, I spread my wings over golden memories. Once-youthful fingers ache on the thick gray garbilli as I languish across the rubber tracks...

Form austere, ancient! Caryatid, Doric cut. Handsome incomparable! Spirit free! Clear look, shiny eyelids! Ebony hair. Priestess of art, bright. Deep, expressive voice. Icon of civilization and Greece wherever the earth! They stood by you, "People, people", so many...

RAREER AND RARE I meet with words that bleed, with the flesh of a rock in spring, or with some people who silently fade away, as they were, vast seas without a splash. Thus, I say, the words also bleed when they echo the cities frozen in time...

A game of life, a bet without a winner and the prize is your breath. Considering the proportions, the cost is huge and disproportionately worth it, even if it's only one round. A spin around the void a dead end that always ends there in the truth of...

Look at a tearful March that came this year to our doorstep, to mourn the spring in the blue, to drown the mothers in mourning! A journey broke the night screaming, and then rolled the dreams dead on the bloody tracks. The dawn of the first month dawned and it rains so much sadness. ..

Angels have flown into the universe with dreams, while others frolic on earth on the tracks of the irresponsible. The rain is rapping with cold pain, the unjust is clothed with the coat of anger... Doubly the killer, when he slips into impunity! photos...

The Hedgehog's (or Porcupine's) Dilemma Talks about the inevitable friction caused by human contact. We can't love each other without biting each other And hurting. Therefore, even pain is not possible without love. In this experiment of...

Holy is the soil in the land of the Greeks That hides the stars in the land of the god Ammon The soul yearns to experience the glorious memory of the Macedonian Soldier Who united the peoples of three continents Who tamed his innermost passions to honor his homeland and the soil of the ...

None younger than the resourceful Odysseus. The institutionalization of the country is proceeding at an incredibly fast pace. The new criminal code was passed to the detriment of equality or even against equality. He blocked the bill for private universities which with...

I, a tree, was born on a cliff at the edge, falcons were my friends and mountain beasts. The sun above me was hitting me in the eye, my lonely hope the pain of the mind. I, a tree, was born on a cliff, the edge of which stretched a sea around me...

Soul, Flow of the essence of the divine, Beginning of the breath of the eternal, Gateway to the hereafter, Revelation of the mistakes of creation, Incubation of pleasure in love, Union of the dream with the transcendent, Beautification of time, Myrrh in spring the tear, Reconciliation of amazing...

Manna.. For days now I see white stones like snow being thrown in front of the Sea.. Manna!..Manna!..Where are you? I have to listen to the Beings that have been talking inside me for days.. I have to embrace the signs and write.. Manna You never wanted me to write...

You yawn. Robbers, thorny souls coming and going voices, larynxes overflowing. History acrobats forgotten. You fall asleep again. You reach out to feed the hungry. Predatory memories itch. Are you crying. Others ignore you. You keep it...

I Floated Furniture Epidaurus I Survived Allowances Adverbs Interjections Inspection Success Passed Happily… photo Foundry / https://pixabay.com 

What do the souls do every autumn? Do they go into a lethargy or wake up drunk from the first rains? Michali G, Annika N, Charalambe H, where are you now and why are you immersed in eternal silence When I see dry leaves on Sundays on the sidewalks I miss the things that are not ...

New York 2017 How many tears can fill the void? How many prayers? photo WikiImages / https://pixabay.com 

Last year's cherries and voices were hard, made of dirt. But Tom was a mere mortal, even if they called him "Thomas" in his language. He held the sad sky in his hands and asked me: How do man and the beast oppose together the supernatural and the mortal? And...

This marble, we painted it with all black paint. do you remember The one that sparkled in the sun on the way in and out, playing hide and seek behind the clouds, of any difficulty... Glitter at the beginning.. Demystifying our truth at the end.... The logs are over...

And if they carved out your beauty with swords, wherever they dig deep, everywhere they will find Greece. Your roots are Greek from ancient times and your stones will sing Homer forever. From your soul who can take the Acropolis or the...

How sad that the trees in love stand face to face. Their heels touch deep in the soil, but in their bodies the desire always remains unfulfilled. Whispering faintly the words of love, like other bondsmen waiting for a touch, for a hug,...

The five senses summoned Olympus. To demonstrate their qualifications without illusions. First is sight, which emphasized that without it life is not worth living. Think, he said, that a person cannot see his loved ones, the sun, the stars,...

She danced among the spices barefoot, under her soles were bursting peppers from all over the world, the delicious ground and salt in grains, salty crystals and sand, sand of a moment in an hourglass. Now! Now he could see her. Smelling her body in the dark, a thin thread...

To see you, to be there, to be a firecracker that bursts in the air and fills my night with colors. Let the beginning be the middle and the end a heart pierced with an arrow that changes forms and names. May you be the sea and may the wave be my sadness...

Signs and flagsbanners and mistakesguilts and armed conflictsroads and torchesfiery words and deedstravel and order in the world: absurdityhidden with weaponswar traditionsmoments and pausesreminisce: love explosions and blood wishespunctuation in...

I built this house believing that you would come... I didn't go far, I built it on top of my wound. At night, the children in the next room are still crying... - No, it's not the children, they tell me, sleep... But I get up and run to save them......

The earth The sky The sun And me The green The blue The red And me The leaves The roses The birds And me All sing A song Of love For you photo dimitrisvetsikas1969 / https://pixabay.com 

Peace love messages friendship feelings Kindness is peace, solidarity, hope, cooperation without vices and passions... Peace blowing brotherhood and happy sky forever grateful! photo NoName_13 / https://pixabay.com 

What should it say and what should it say first, a body, that we do not say to respect it and we leave it alone because of a love or a romance that we believe from the depths of our soul that we have touched. What should a body say and what should it be the first to shout, when we leave it and it is guided by another,...

Stop for a while, stay where You are. Don't spoil the work you made. The sand towers. The sea breeze. The kiss of the Dawn and the Life of the Moon that expects. Day by Day, dreams with colorful dragons. ..

Every year on February 14, the world celebrates Valentine's Day, a holiday dedicated to love and romantic relationship. Although this day is an opportunity to express our love to others, we should remember that love does not...

"Sweet Eros, who art the most beautiful of the immortal gods, who causes the legs to be amputated and who in men and gods captures the mind and the will!" How beautifully Hesiod formulated it in the 7th century. e.g. in his Theogony! Love… The selfish, the possessive, the…

Salutations to power, which has lost substance, and spiritual and moral intercourse. She engages only in baser passions, perpetuating her tragic mistakes. Others are looking for a new Messiah, some for salvation, and others for illegal wealth. The powerful suffer from...

In distant lands, where new horizons may lie a true warrior is traveling around the world, Going with the winds and thunders' storms. His heart is blazed with an ancient fire, With sword in hand, he braves the night, Guided by the moon's soft light. Across...

 [Dedicated to the memory of my beloved mother] ''What's your name? What day is today; What month do you remember? What is your husband's name? How many children have you got; How many grandchildren?'' She answered almost all of his questions but with obvious uncertainty. Her hurt look, which...

Love. A word that comes from antiquity and even predates everything. Deeply rooted in each of us, just like our dna. To love means to have feelings of sympathy, affection, love for someone else. All those words are hidden inside her,...

Star-washed, daughter of Orseides, mistress of the sea and the sun, lace bow of the Mediterranean, princess of the stone praised! The womb of philosophy and science, born from the moon's estrus, the sprout of the vine and the olive tree, the vessel fermented in the zephyr. Her...

She dressed up beautifully in festive clothes, went out into the street and the mother is overjoyed. The month of July and everything is bright, except that the bell was ringing mournfully. No, it's not her child's burial, the bullet didn't find the Leventis hers, he gave her a strong reason to...

I've never been as I wanted to be in love, maybe I'd write better poems.. I'm missing from the words the cult of fate negligible as an amount of it I don't count even kneeling in his underground squealing... and this "common consent" completely deviates from the request... You're welcome.. Especially. ..

Ornaments were worn by women characteristic of ornaments! They danced songs of Pindar, Homer, Solomon, Elytus. to the tune of an unseen performer! Well-forged by ancestors of oldBorn in thought-caves! On the shores of Homer! There they hatched,...

Two swallows are flying above the roof of the house. The mother was watering misty white roses. Above, from her black scarf, two bees were talking to Spring. photo susan-lu4esm /...

Along the narrow pedestrian streetbars and cafes. As she drinks her drink, she notices her love in the opposite bar. His tall slender body moves between the outdoor tables to talk with his friends. In the crowd he doesn't see her. Like the candle...

Years ago, the suitors gathered again! You saw them... You welcomed them after plagues! You put up with them! Where are so many suitors found, you ask? Disgusting and tiny figures! Corruptors, exterminators, genocidals, looters... They were abused, plundered,...

  Dressed in a mausoleum full of the living dead I keep postponing my journey to cross Acherusia Where souls go when they testify to the world To pass through the gate without coins closing my eyes To become a mystic in...

Sunday is hard Hard to love a sunday laden denials in her always the same festive dress of a forgotten holiday remnant loosened joints overflowed waiting under the armpits empty nests a big hole in the heart part a dark...

In the solitude, of the monologue, at the limits of the absurd, on a stage without a curtain, with a tired spotlight, alone, in the middle of my life, I search the edges of my soul, I take stock, to explain my anger. Who erased my dreams? How did they get away...

Crosses Many crosses Seen and unseen On our vulnerable shoulders nailed as if by an invisible hand They define our lives they torture...they instruct... Crosses Many crosses We have loaded consciously or unconsciously We have loaded on the souls, on the lives of others...

A glassy day dawned when, in the unsuspecting city, down the streets, sidewalks, stoops and avenues, pedestrian walkways and squares, glass marbles began to roll, like the marbles in the old-time game, played from antiquity until recent times when there were still...

The night is leaving in the notebook of history... Of memories, the ashes on the shelves of memory somehow calmed down. Only hope dawns on the lips of prayer: May the bullets not reach the backs of fathers, may the tears of mothers not flow like a river. Children...

A compressed silence exploded thunderously. He breaks chained gates and opens wings. The establishment is on fire like a haystack. Lava flowed in the veins. I took with me the wounds of the blessed place. And I hung the keys in the evening tear. The lips...

In my heart an image and a pain, you want to escape but the road is endless, a mother with a child in her arms and a scarf in your untied hair. Bombs fall on our village like hail, fires everywhere and the whole earth looks like hell. You father in khaki to...

PART A (excerpt from Siesta which was awarded the First Prize for prose-novel from the 10th International Literary Competition 2021 of the Group for UNESCO of Speech Arts and Sciences of Greece and with a Commendation from the XNUMXth Panhellenic Literary Competition "Christodoulos and...

The young Lucia had followed the charming Spyros to Matala in Crete, where crowds of flower children, as they were called, gathered from all over Europe. The particular nature, as well as the relative isolation and ignorance of the uninitiated in these ideas...

Wild strawberries the sufferers of pleasures the ups and downs occupied and treasures... Leaps in the deep inhalation of the liquid Resources a Sea of ​​Hymenes We swallowed salty Love was the nightmares in the dreams the visual ambiguity... Deviations late at night do more...

Alas! Competition has become a global institution, and from there the world's troubles, whether fake, virtual or real, begin. First with fear, violence, fraud of everything. They defile the sanctuaries and the goddesses. Back to Babylon, atomic bomb in society! NEVER...

Bright moon Up there, where you dwell Of nobility, the dream, you wake up The skies, wander The souls, stir Don't make us angry We the ignorant Where near You, our mind creates Ghosts and legends In life Moon bright Where elaborately, the.. .

November with the rains, the sudden downpours, the thirsty earth to drink a little and it to cool down. The little birds leave the nests and fly to warmer countries, before December appears and snow can be seen on the mountain tops. We wear gloves and coats, scarves...

The triumph of the butterfly the elegant edge of the impostor the culmination of time wrapped in a circle pressure on the shoulders of the inexperienced boxer reborn paths, heads turned in the old cocktail bars, open all day, by the beach a long distance phone call,...

I was born by the rich myth of poverty A day of bloom and summer Gathering flowers in a teenage meadow With the goddesses Athena and Artemis What mythology made you? The bird that sings with a human voice Bird of fate is. It sings where...

You push time in the supermarket cart while you refuse it like a piece of furniture, you move it - or so you think - in black or gray clearings, you hurry to bring Saturday in the summer to find yourself somewhere else in the queue, you waited for your death as if to pay the...

I am tempted by the vertigo, which cannot..Happiness slumbers undiscovered, and I with a red cross of Angels and seasons to mark... At midnight they rise, to bury me says it is necessary for humans to forgive my sufferings..Ethereal winged as there was another earth. ..

I took the path of the heart, of the righteous struggle, with a banner of the sun, may the century shine. May the Hour find a cozy home to dwell in, with the truth of the people, the light to conquer. Children should not be afraid of sirens of war, Poverty, a word unknown to...

To Dione the cobwebbed veil anthemic of delusion I embroider, in the dance of the dream with unreal blue water lilies in my arms I whirl and tricking memory into delusion the trench I float, hoping my lie is true because I don't know if......

– In the process, some lowly, completely weightless materials are involved: the feather and an ancient rhythm, ancestral like the invisible reasoning of a feather before it detaches from the angel or from the susourada to find itself three seasons later falling triumphantly into its raw material...

to the Greek Jews of Auschwitz Three hundred of us left wrapped in baby wrap from the land of the eternal sun—did we ever fit in here too? Two hundred and ninety-nine adults and one me, LeonidasUntil we reached the land of the swastika I came of age Buying death the...

[I know I'm just catching up, a candle that we owe you the light of August, and a bunch of daisies on the gravel path without ballast, where souls usually ignore me to pass; as, arranging family photos, I scraped myself in a frame, and saw only the blood...

If I were reborn in unknown places, with a diverse variety of people, and were asked which homeland I would prefer, I would spontaneously, without hesitation, answer: Certainly Greece, the immortal and glorious Pallas! For the unique, life-giving light, the blue...

Helpless we stood in betrayed years when the birds hummed, the nightingales fell silent. What a pity that we were cowardly, our hearts were frightened, we hid and left shame for our children. The pride dress we have thrown, heroes the descendants how much they have...

The night falls softly, night starlight, in the soul the desire - and the longing. Where we are so far from our land and the sanctuaries as if they were to burn us - in thought the antara. It's not the years that pass that deprive our homeland, others remember - others...

ESSET' IMAR (THE DAY WILL COME WHEN...) Blue and white rock of the earth, of the soul, the winds have savaged them, everyone! Freedom, you told them! As a Mother you gave birth to them with the holiest pain...       From an amethyst callus the womb of the earth! The fate that Greece,...

Every night, I have in mind what I will write on the paper. The neighbor who often gets up from his bed for the nocturnal bowel movements of the urinary system, looks at the light burning in my house. The next day he asks me. _You had another all-nighter tonight...

To count the waves in their wake Equally to share the love ... To cut a piece of sea from the eyes with a frenzy for you to turn it Lust upright in my lying dress and above the twists and turns more thirsty for you mouth salty and wide open Ischia that is throbbing...

When they find me in the white room, I will be accompanied by x-rays of stars and a bird chirping against the tree. The breath will descend into a suffocating void and the worries will swirl around to devour me. Unpaid bills will...

The value of your street is exactly what you want to give to your life. It is the value that you choose grade and height to characterize. To choose values ​​and paths sit you as a soul and entity that travels with companionship or not is your choice...

After years I went to the sea again there in the castle of Platamonas I sat on a rock and gazed at her I felt like when I was young a strong emotion enveloped me I remember we went together girls and boys in the madness of youth our hearts full of love...

I made smiles - clownish grimaces - and closed the boxes on the shelf yesterday. Tomorrow... I will smile again... spontaneously... photo PublicDomainArchive /...

Lines of trees embroidered with algae crushed flowers bleed continents stained. A holoformus wakes me up with a universal anxiety and sadness to exorcise everyone, her vagabond brothers who test me with heavy coats in the summer naked, leave me the...

Cyprus is the love and the dream and the refutation of hopes. The hard realities and the truth that hurts. The lightning and lightning that illuminate us and frighten us. The few who give everything and the many who want everything. Miracles, visible and...

You passed and you were lost, a fraud My life Fate chased you away Your soul stayed, in me I will love you I will love you A bad dream was in the making This I too am leaving to tell you How much I love you Don't ask me to tell you What I hoped for so long   But...

Tons of ink we spilled, we drowned in the verse, we indulged enough in the concept of lack, filling the wall with everyone's praises! And after we named all the poets, we cursed our beards, we nothings, we conquered the universe, we felt like masters!...

   There are moments in life that bring unexpected changes and call you to repay your parents for what they did for you. Time brings them this way and the roles are reversed. And since you always needed them, their support and security...

   That day I had my key in my hand. Simple, metallic, cold, frozen too, from the weather. There was snow on the mountain. I imagined how nice it would be to have someone to hang out with. I never went far, all the way to the market and back again and…

Once upon a time in forgotten times and suffering in a small village of 'Puthena', Chara visited it to bestow her wishes on two new faces who had just brought the fruit of their happiness into the world. A handsome cute baby boy...

I have a desire To build a ladder To climb on the roof of my house above and turn my gaze down.. To see.. How God looks at me. To see how he looks at me at night when I travel with dreams, how he looks at me during the day as I open the windows. How am I talking about how...

The house has a low ceiling. Mother, father, a boy, a girl, grandmother and grandfather. All under one and a half meters tall. They were made to fit. Two beds in the room, two mattresses in the other - from what he could see - a tablecloth for the table - can someone...

A little sparrow so da, so many journeys with open wings, always a land from above... thousands of landings, not always soft..... Two strings, in a so da dimple in the neck, notes a gift, to those who hear the chirping .. Melodic lines, vocal nuances. Uranium...

When the races of man were born: the white, the yellow, the black, the red, the gray race, the extinct one, was never recorded. They were pitiful people, they wept to see their brothers tearing each other apart and their tears led them close to...

When Alice saw the rock while hanging a black cloud in the sky, she was already in the land of fairy tales. A dull, gray light was misted over the land. There would be bad weather. The weathermen were talking about a catastrophe. ...

Beauty makes time non-existent – ​​as a concept, as a sensation. It always has a way of abolishing it. So does the poem. It is fatal. The poem abolishes time. photo FelixMittermeier /...

Eola Aeola Eoke Egypt Happened Aegina I Became         photo StockSnap / https://pixabay.com 

I have not tasted any other rum except that of the Cuba of your lips, pale Ernesto of my late revolutions, on the tip that unadulterated September touched me, the month of humidity. So I knew, before I met you, that my heart would break for you, yes, I dare...

I am certain, as certain as I am of my origin. And when it comes to a celebration of memory, of tradition, a celebration that gathers the families of the whole world at home, with mom's food, sweet, also mom's, around a table full of love and...

They came to sow death and fire from their great patrons and if our children resisted hard, how can they win a battle betrayed? And while we were counting souls in the Underworld for the steps to go, back then, profits were counting and...

My life was perfect for a moment, Myrto thought in a whisper as she unraveled the tangle of her life all over again. She lived in a silence that pierced her soul and took her breath away, every time she remembered the difficult childhood years she lived away from...

You blew the coals, sometimes with the reed and sometimes with your mouth, until the fire became blood, the fire flared, the walls warmed, the house burned; there was no other light than the oil lamp and your eyes. photos...

I think you probably forgot me... And the days are heavy. I breathe in ashes and breathe out love   Alas if it is perceived where the fire started. Photo StockSnap /...

Don't talk when the phone rings annoyingly Don't feed your mind with cheap memories in still portraits... Miss an opportunity beauty and misery struggle in vain to find a way out of their platonic love. Don't get in the way of children playing and running...

To the kiss I didn't give, to the body I didn't caress, to the love I didn't say, to the love I didn't dare, to the flesh I didn't plow, to the eyes I didn't drink, to the scent I didn't smell, to the thought I didn't think, to freedom that I did not live, I owe to my unhappiness...

Hymettus spread his wet shadows and the fiery Sun warmed them with his golden armor. In its rays the load became heavy and from its passage in the pale white peristyle of the Parthenon I heard the voice of my ancestors through the helioscope...

Manna kiss and perfume your every breath Spartan and wolf in my fears the castles. In your laughter I learned how the earth turns, the stars and the sky, brothers how it defines. In the cinema of the ages, you showed me love, every day and night a celebration in life...

Ah!!!My lady... My lady! What a time we live in! What a society we live in! I look at you and monologue! I will not talk about humanity and about compassion I will talk about the friendships that are stuck at the bottom of the pot that the more you rub it, it scratches. What...

   Tell me one reason why you betrayed me. I will accept to listen to him, I will be able to forgive you, to give a solution to all problems. To tell the sobbing, the pain, to cease to exist. Why do we listen to the first one, what will he say? Because we accept the ruffian, from wherever...

I envision a burnt forest. No tolls on the bird crossing. No birds. No bugs in children's hands. No children. No skittering in the caress of the wind. Airless. I envision a burnt road. Without the obsessions of slogans. Without...

Time Nothing a revolver old and a gallows in an unfinished eternity   Deep in the eyes of the stars wolves dream . With the fingers of the shadows the sky is measured quietly like all the graves   In the sodden earth the deepest complaint...

Wandering youth, dreamy youth, where you go, no one is waiting for you and from those you left behind, no one breathes a sigh of relief. photo Fotorech /...

Embrace me now that it's getting dark, autumn has come, the nests of flowers are empty, the fragrances are silent, the heart cries as if it is alone. The sky is painted white, its blue sails sink into the waves, and love is singing, it is afraid of such a deep winter. A kiss from you is a nutmeg and...

[He who answers—the only one allowed to speak—whispers unintelligible glowing certainties such as that the day he dies is a further confession of the unfathomable mystery of death, and that the taut thread of the siren scrapes the plan of her...

Today's society is struggling with decay and inaction. But while the mind, soul and body atrophy, time continues to flow and life bestows its beauties on those who grab it by the hair. My soul plucked all the petals and grew in...

Our ancient sages believed in Moderation and gave it excellence. That is why they remained in History as an example to be imitated. On the contrary, the modern "wise" - unwise, brought the Measure to their own horse measures by imitation, and they lost the measures and the eggs and the baskets, and they will...

I raised my eyes to Heaven and asked: What is love? The sky shone and abundant light and an air of peace spread. And the Galaxies, like angels, danced harmoniously, ecstatically, while a universal transcendental voice sang: God is love! I turned my eyes to the Earth, to the...

Who stole the sky from me, who grabbed the sun and became my place, the kingdom of hell? my, the future that belongs to me instead of...

Once upon a time Egoism was born. Child of Selflessness, which unfortunately, her son shaped many generations of people. Egoism, growing up, loved itself so much that it was destructive, intentionally doing harm to society as a whole. Not...

And we must wait for others, and we must go where others are, who keep our image unaltered, where the familiar exhortation still sounds, in the eternal night, and hands describe deeds and words and places, and the half- ...

Nor did I expect such an outcome to take place in a small room behind closed doors without many witnesses, almost between us, to end the story as it is, and to deliver the day's justice to the extent possible before the wolves come out at midnight in the...

Merchants, murderers of Christianity, corrupt devotees of Dodecatheism and Medievalism, you perpetuate "Sodom and Gomorrah" and other such complexes and people have become without values ​​and ideals, worthless "coins". You are cultivating division by giving God...

The courtyards are grassed. Doors closed, bolted, where only Charontis draselki, Virtue from the outsiders. photo haalkab / https://pixabay.com 

In seconds everything fades into nothingness Whatever I wear doesn't stand on me Clothes, skin, bones all a mass of memories Only my love for you reclothes me I restart in every electric shock The years decrease as you walk You come and go in the cradle...

The furious amassing of information and data devours life, thinning out the world. Only a good weeding can get the world growing. There is a widespread sense that soon, a new form of life will take hold when the machines have dominated the last human cell. But since...

And then? You learn to live Wrap your wounds Stop the red flow As long as you can Because you know It never stops Maybe...maybe it eases a little...   And then? You wipe away the tears You look at your reflection in the mirror and force a smile to...

And I saw my mother - who are they all, she tells me, and where was she while I was alive? Why do they hug you and I can't? You can! I tell her, I'll come to see you, every morning; - I don't want you here, she tells me, the bodies don't light up and we've thawed out. SLEEP THE...

This enslaved place is my homeland. I weave her eulogy and I keep hearing echoes. Bittersweet birthplace with God-given gifts, You sowed your fields and with Homer you wove rhapsodies. Stateless in homelands and unlucky in life Those...

The eyes, sometimes, speak more eloquently than words. I capture this moment your gaze on me. A look captivated by love, like a plea, a scent, like a touch of velvet. A look so yours, a predator of ugliness that does not hide. I capture this moment when...

To meet the sun to embrace the morning the darkness touches me again and the pain is mute –     When you feel the darkness touch and the sun will never shine again, and sadness has somehow taken over the hearts I hope you know that you are light in...

The goblin climbed the bare branches of the tree and looked through the lighted window. His eyes widened! A petite woman in a white apron and rosy cheeks was kneading dough at the kitchen counter. After fermenting it, he left it near...

You heard you didn't hear Bengali New Year explodes in the squares with conviction Everything old at the place of the event remains in the memory an image faded... The face closed of the dream frowning passes a piece Love that is not touched need does not have the blood...

Scented thoughts with a magical fragrance dominate my sheets every night. Unfazed I stay in the dark as your aura dominates everywhere. In a cocoon I hide our love              untouched virgin, fragrant, and in...

The eternal struggle of good and evil. Hope, love, mental strength, dreams, optimism, everything that can make a person happy and alive, are more and more often threatened by malice, envy, vanity that, disguised and cowardly,...

Quickly making him board the ship, his suitcase was untied and one of his dreams sank to the bottom. With this dream, the sea has remained calm ever since. photo ELG21 -...

In the last few days there has been a lot of disturbance in Santa Claus's workshop. Of course, this is a well-known phenomenon, as Santa and his helpers, the elves, struggle to complete their mission before the dawn of each new year. I mean to...

            This story is not true! It is a work of fiction, a fairy tale for children and adults, like all the other fairy tales that are written and told during these festive days and which, in a strange way, come alive in our hearts as...

These! It's their fault, the ones who love you and then blame you for loving them so much. They create fantastic stories that even with a magnifying glass you can't read their words. We! It is our fault that we are held like broken puppets by the...

And this year we are waiting with longing for the most beautiful celebration of Christianity, to celebrate the coming of Christ to our Earth. Myriads of colorful lights these days with the most beautiful decorations in the shop windows, the big avenues, the...

How much your love is worth now Now that in the straw the nightless in the mist of the dew shines gold... Do not pity the perishable... Sin is washed away with dust, but in the soul, eternal life is born Recycles earth and sky the divine... I'm funny, the passions...

Once upon a time, there was an old woman, in the middle of the street, lying on the pavement and begging for alms from passers-by. On that rainy day, when the water formed grooves on the sidewalks, the griula's coat was full of mud soaked in the rain...

Christmas short story by Yiannis Glavatou (SV4 LAU). The short story was written during the pandemic. Diffuse moisture. He had watered everything. The clouds from the morning had descended low in the canopy of the sky, having the color of pencil. The...

He stopped at the side of the road and stood facing the stormy sea. Without a second thought, he turned off the engine and got out, grabbing the beach bag he'd had in the trunk since last August. She took off her shoes and left her wet...

Your constant companion, loneliness sometimes caresses your hair deceptively and other times it pierces you with a thousand needles you say "I'm fine alone" but as soon as you say it it gives you a hard slap to recover but you have been left for years to your fate you find.. .

He turns anxiously around miserable faces everywhere thoughts trapped in today's raptures. Wounded society licks its wounds screaming silently - who will listen anyway? Mute lament for a life without life left alone in its meteoric step. ...

              To Katerina Angelaki-Rook     Remember: In the crucible of shallowness you rubbed salt in my wounds, you imperceptibly mocked my pain. The allegories in exchange demanded from my life the slowness, the leave. My judges, her fierceness...

"One day lords, it is not your definition, I will tell the birth of the corona virus in your mansion because from today he is your boss. A terrible virus is born today from the infernal Yuhan, and everyone lost their eggs and their baskets were full. And now they run to...

The continuation of Christina Detsaridou's short story. At the intersection of 52nd Street and 5th Avenue, the Bolivian Chestnut Man advertises his Christmas Chestnuts. On the hot chestnuts there is their label of origin that reads "KASTANA KRITIS...

The dream was suffering crucified, on the rock of Tartarus, there it was nailed by the curse of the gods, inspired by the romance of ideas, it was fighting to escape from the curse, it was looking for an undefiled body to incarnate the world with a new breath to be reborn, it addressed itself to man...

These are the moments when I like to get lost in your darkness. It's the moments when your darkness fascinates me. It is the point where you weave my light into your darkness and a dream of mine and yours is born. No one knows do you not...

Laundry on the open sea to dry the salt in the sun crevices I'm looking to evaporate the homelands of hate. Waves crack the retina like snakes wrap around me. In the water, what fate did the passions give you? Predators of love where did they go...

The world today is running and in a hurry. He is in a hurry to work, he is in a hurry to draw conclusions, to judge, to complain, to convince those around him that he has sunk into unhappiness and unhappiness. Open your eyes man and feel gratitude for all that life has...

Mud clothed music hoof that sprouted a roof on empty docks The ease that takes the place of the unbreakable In another stone, stone and sky Words like couches dead cupboards sheath vessels in breasts delusions in comedy phalluses wet lips The...

What Christmas should we celebrate this year and achieve mental euphoria when war and other tragedies continue and the people are plagued by misery? Maybe, instead of lanterns, we put replicas of children killed by cannons on the Christmas Trees to...

Christmas is coming. I don't know why I'm so impatient. It is that we stay at Grandma Evangelia's house and wait for the moment when Santa Claus will come, maybe sooner, to bring us presents. We love her Grandma and Grandpa all her grandchildren,...

Inside a room, with shutters closed. The demons are lurking, they want to come in and take my sanity. They have tightly embraced my past. They can't wait to dress me in it. To carry this curse for the rest of my life. I draw the colored curtain, with...

Short story - A prize EPOK 2022 - Exceptionally dedicated to the Manhattan diaspora, Monday, December 24, 2001, Osias Eugenias and Agios Ahmets, 17,30:5 p.m. XNUMXth avenue is buzzing with life. Like a swarm of illuminated fireflies, flowing traffic of cars...

I'm not investing in that smile. I don't call it happiness, bliss. I won't smother it with expectations. I'm not investing in that smile. I will let it run, I will let it fall into the mud of my childhood, to meet the thousands of smiles that have not...

Drip in the bitter sea medicine on the shore in the fire the eyelids are locked by time again Give the wind sails in the darkness a scarf hands drip anticipation and mirror the coward Dawn that did not dawn like blood the world shines which shudder which...

Look, the poets also fell silent, with their feet submerged in the muddy estuary of the Evros, with twin walls tiptoeing past virtual triggers. See, the poets also fell silent, only whistling sounds from children's lungs in the archipelago, creeping storms flatten...

I opened my window one day and smelled the rot of this new world. I tried to put my thoughts in order and seek escape. But I was the only one, and alone I can't find the solution. We are the few, the ones who still think, the self-willed. Chosen or...

I invented myself As trees photosynthesize... * Overcoming your (e)autism And the original trauma A flower you become That blooms. * Don't be afraid of machines. Check yourself. * Human Imagination Destructive Mechanism When you are unhappy. *...

Sleep, in the transcendence of prayer, in the breast of the angel, in the smile of the bloody west, in the embrace of spring. Sleep, in my hands I hold your beauty. I want to protect her, from the painlessness of the times, from the world's insolence, wrap sweets...

It's just hard The days that go by without us The sunny ones With festive flowers The fields that turn red again It's hard to match the landscape inside me If you look at the sea, I'll be there If you look at the mountain, there again In the square next to you, on the road a little further...

Oh! Mother earth, I called your name before, I leave this world. Hear my strong will feel my cosmic aura far and beyond to the boundless time of the infinity. Show me the way to seek the truth to see the light. Embrace my free spirit, that is coming to you in...

The light of the sun left and the night scattered the transparent shadows as much as those that looked like iron heavy giving substance to everything perishable Now only the eyes of a cat are visible in the dark under the lamp that someone broke. ...

And if you were asked what you "saw" from me, what else would you have to say but skin and wires... "That's how you looked at me..." Which is not enough for me... ** Special reference to the verse of Odysseus Elytis "I have looked at you like this, that it is enough for me, that the...

Since we've lost her beauty Let's please content ourselves with one more joke. We'll make it look the same. Let's agree that we were once like her As a trial, which we personally undertook To handle, and we decided, And let's...

In the elusive, unspeakable expressions there are great messages... In the half-finished expositions of ideas. In the loneliness that marked their winters... In the eyes that swim in the river of pain.. In all of these there is a common component Small,...

Exposed to the archetypal function of Motherhood, she circulates as a Pimp with a fake profile in the frozen prison cell. The voices of the female perch scream, feeling rushed in the nets of Mastropou. Wreck of a dirt track in muddy and...

What happens when romance and love are distorted and become pawns in the hands of the ruthless who, in their name, justify every monstrosity? What happens when the decay of the one-unfinished, half-man's soul tries to drag him into the mire of...

Sleep my dove in the darkness the lips river the dawn has flowed murky wine the coward Sleep deep sea where light joins the blood and the wilderness with the nipple the snow Vigilance binds the times hooves clothe the words sleep bitter sea...

I will speak to you openly. Until the day before yesterday, I had no complaint in my cell. Okay, it's a little dark the skylight up there is blinding the rods are slicing the full moon and a bird hasn't been seen in years. But who counts such details in front of the accessories that my...

When I fear, I hope, when I hope, I can. I hurt myself when I'm sick. When you know, you endure, when you endure, you can. When you have a destination, you will find the route. Those who can love and believe can. Those who believe, dare and...

Your jasmine-dripping fingers open locked doors to my heart. You run like deer in the chambers of the mind, you lay silk sheets in my dreams. Smeared bats suddenly leap out blinded by your dawn's malamate...

I'm trying to think of what was so great about this year. How many great events I experienced, how much sadness I experienced, what to keep, what to let go. December 30 and technology doesn't let you forget anything. Neither good nor bad. 365 days a year you came to sleep...

In Brittany it's raining again in Kimolos the birds are mating the meeting at the little tea house turned out to be very cold in the end the roads they followed led nowhere they are like the swallows you expect to be born in the spring and they never arrive. Mr. Smith...

Night in the glade I embrace you, thousands of thoughts run through my mind. My face in your eyes I dare say it shines, and that I am living my dream. Leaning on the sky, the handrail of the moon, I'm looking for the pillow to lean on my image...

IT IS NEVER just a spatial or a temporal dimension of innocence that sometimes sticks out our tongues and swallows the vowels like a voracious anteater. Out of time I sometimes also remember Panagiotis Farmakis' laryngisms, as if he shared them with my father...

I live alone in my world the reflection I wrap my wounds in my mournful poems I travel freely in the abyss of emptiness And I come back strong in my blood Without limits I fight the darkness I seek the Light Priestess eternal libations to my gods...

Ever since every ocean floor and crater have defrosted Ever since they excavated every stone, new and old Ever since they dug into every height and hollow to wrest out of its nest whatever hid within every creature, every organism small, great, giant and dwarf Ever ...

Monologue. Man 35-55 years old (In the dressing rooms of the great theater of Dodoni) (As he monologues he progressively dresses in his uniform) (Reciting from the Iliad) Zeus, Ana, Dodonaeus, Pelasgicus. "Zius, god Pelasgicus, protector of Dodona beyond the bad winter, where...

New you give perspective You are small But a complete universe Your value expresses my life You sometimes speak a language I don't understand With all the words rhythmically organized In a dialect so charged You create an irregular model That resonates in my soul Just as beautifully...

Time 12 midnight moonlit night the Seine washes away the color of menacing winter silence the trees demand a tide approaches sending life up sending time back In the mirror of the water the city is spring The night musk captures the soul...

And what a great news it often snows and subcutaneously flakes under the skin Sunday mutes the sledges stagger in a rusty fog. Body and place shaken for the everywhere equivalent of the nowhere of departures place. oh we! in frame...

How did you end up here, goddess of my soul, naked and beautiful in the cold city of the North? Imprisoned in the Palace of Solitude with the lustful lips of the Aegean! Tormented beauty, hedonistic light of the Mediterranean. The nights spread amorous light over the city...

Five rivers surround you, my bitter homeland On the plateau of day The sun rises lazily like a weary traveler It lights up five rivers And a realm of darkness Without memory Messages do not reach The realm of oblivion Eyes tears Dead birds We left behind...

The strange way you hold the pencil irritates me. I feel your pressure on the paper, your touch on the edge. Your fingers have substance and shape and are tangled around the pencil the lust that feeds my soul. Even as you write momentum pours out. ...

We left it all in the middle: at night I laid out in the middle of the living room an open book in the middle of the memory and the needle of the record player in the middle of the void. Invisible clouds of silence we let rise rhythmically on the holey roof that lost time in the middle of the city...


Thousands of meanings jingle in my mind. Our life is short, very short and little... We are reminded of it by friends who have left. We still have dreams! Faith and Hope! And the mind is the sovereign of thought, the shield. My heart complains too much and don't...

from a one-act play from the "Demons" section of Christina Detsaridouaf's collection of short stories, dedicated to the disabled everywhere on earth who are honored on 3.12.2022 -Astrodeos "Don't forget that I am Eros who was transformed from a demon Astrodeos club-bearer, into a god...

What happens when the dream is more beautiful than the daily life that man has destroyed? When in spite of everything, he prefers to keep his eyes closed and his head under the duvet and pillow, instead of chasing change in life? How long will he accept the...

I would like to be a born anemone. Continuously charting currents and courses of winds. To divide into quarter circles, ninety degrees each and have the eyes of the sailors turned towards me. Actually, I exist as a woman...

In the dark they conspire to divide the world, while, hypocritically, they cry out for peace. But, for whatever crime they never hesitate, they violently seize the lives of their fellow human beings and strangle them. All they care about, and deeply care about, are the lower passions...

Now that a dark wave on your lips wakes up and is a fiery wound, the sea in the west, old woe that blows the eyelids of the desert and a dream that has a broken wing, Now that a net of water shadows the mirror on the sands of the definition birds...

If I lived today in your '21 (no I don't want to say "cowardly") I have the feeling - without exaggeration - that I would tear my writings one by one, the meaning would no longer be heroic. With what words should I compose now poem To whom, really, should I turn? I feel happier in...

Poetry is the matrix of the connecting spiritual link of man and Plasti-Plasis. *** Like Diogenes, I seek "MAN" with the light of knowledge. But, I also look for him within myself with the light of self-knowledge. Finally, I look for him in my fellow man with the light of co-diagnosis, ...

I grew up matured they say, I can give my advice if asked of course.. I always tell others: don't look at what others are doing while you are doing this, you are wasting precious time. You lose your own moments, you lose your thoughts for something even more beautiful. Not...

.1 - Proof of death the cut flowers are in the vases .2 - Be ready for the lost years Apology. 3- Everything blooms on the stone wall of mortality. 4 - Age is the reverse of Hope always. 5 - God save the place grassy for the arid creatures.6 -...

Odyssey, reciprocating swing from the heavens of the gods To the tartar of demons and again my path Algorithm, love, link between height and depth I toiled, fought, lost, cheated, discredited, beaten and caught in my life But in...

Greece is not just a country on the map, it is a source of strength and inspiration, a stronghold of civilization, culture and traditions that radically influenced the future and development of the whole of Europe. And despite the thousands of problems he faces over the years and...

The northern guard fainted in the mountain's corners. Smoke from the chimney of the soul, dreams mixed with a pot of food. Musk soap everywhere, mirrors on the floors. I belong to the third generation, I have the number 4. I remember that...

There the dance of my breath. Where the heart dances and the souls coincide breaths that synchronize the rhythm. Flesh that animates breath. There dreams dance and the universe and love become one. There the wants and needs are identified and captured and...

I leave the world of my mistakes. Certain now like the root of a centuries-old olive tree deeply rooted in its earthen house. My mistake follows me. This is my fault, I shout. From birth, I daresay, I carry it. Sometimes I leave it on the side of the road, hallway or...

Brain drain and bleeding, contemporary genius inspiration of the "Great", to exploit the peoples, desecrating, however, the justice and morality of their "Temples". And the unworthy, self-indulgent local leaderships. in collaboration with foreign divisive "Mafia", of...

You can build the door or close your eyes but there is always a nest of mice snarling with nostalgia ... The lack of horizon is a crime that the sadness of many has already erased Apathy the only greatness! The dead are made of malleable...

Here freedom, voice of life for children who recreate the truth. Scream of resistance of the wounded, spring outburst of the indignant, explosion of repressed rage. Here freedom is a yach that chills the air, frightens the executioner, exults hope. The...

He was there, day and night with them. On the way home comfort to his mother. Quick step The flame in the veins wall in the cold. Three blocks to go. In his ears the voices "Bread, education, freedom". Innocent in danger. "His". The pain, the...

Untamed Oblivion Precious Psyche Atheromatous Gate Poly-Pygus Galloping * Panderemus Poly-Owner Para-Syrotroph Para-Syrotrophic Paradoxed Paradise Parataxidon …… Crawling Obstacles Wayfarers Never Procrustes… * Erysichthon Eresichthon Virtuous Violet… Introverted. *...

Children of Greece, children who in the salty water of your mother's womb from embryos baptized you, you who nursed your first milk in an Olympian nipple and ancient columns stood in your infant bed, children of "Axion esti", of "Romiosyn" ", of "Destiny",...

   in a polytonic system, the long ending of verbs when stressed gets fragmented argeẖis klaẖs how I love one day I couldn't stand it I swallowed with my coffee a long(i) I love you' - after so many attempts at hospitality he didn't do me the favor...

The absolute mass of people, leading to destruction the course, with myriads of victims on stretchers. Society's mega carcinoma Simulates dead anti-demon. All around, poverty, wars, genocides, however, the indifferent in dark corners, remain unmoved and...

It is the stinking shine of the snow that gives the fruit its shape there are mirrors of many kinds inhabited by illusions and much water in the groove if you are patient or furious yet it is misery that fills the glasses with a drop of moon, oops!...