My soul has no mind.
My words have no sense.
My words have no sense.
Δευτέρα 31 Ιανουαρίου 2011
Σάββατο 15 Ιανουαρίου 2011
Παρασκευή 14 Ιανουαρίου 2011
Little stone #14
Today my mind took me to Noland.
Nothing is what I feel there.
No one can see me there.
No one can hurt me there.
Just wondering,
when am I going to find my Ithaca...
Nothing is what I feel there.
No one can see me there.
No one can hurt me there.
Just wondering,
when am I going to find my Ithaca...
Πέμπτη 13 Ιανουαρίου 2011
Τετάρτη 5 Ιανουαρίου 2011
Little stone #5
Miss you?
No.
Want you?
No.
Need you?
Of course not.
Love you?
Want you to be happy.
Wherever...
No.
Want you?
No.
Need you?
Of course not.
Love you?
Want you to be happy.
Wherever...
Little stone #4
Are you here?
Can you deny your heart?
I want to cure your blindness.
Nothing more, nothing less.
Can you deny your heart?
I want to cure your blindness.
Nothing more, nothing less.
Κυριακή 2 Ιανουαρίου 2011
My choice
Look at me
I ask you to.
Hear me
I calm you.
Touch me
you like it.
Talk to me
I demand it.
You can't hear me.
You don't respond.
Do you know where you are?
In your chocolate hell.
Me?
In your doomed paradise.
My voice, mosquito.
My body, log.
My eyes, sand and sea.
My hands, dry and empty.
My years, inexperienced.
My moments, few.
My thoughts, cursed, foolishly romantic.
For you, I live.
For me, I exist.
I ask you to.
Hear me
I calm you.
Touch me
you like it.
Talk to me
I demand it.
You can't hear me.
You don't respond.
Do you know where you are?
In your chocolate hell.
Me?
In your doomed paradise.
My voice, mosquito.
My body, log.
My eyes, sand and sea.
My hands, dry and empty.
My years, inexperienced.
My moments, few.
My thoughts, cursed, foolishly romantic.
For you, I live.
For me, I exist.
Σάββατο 1 Ιανουαρίου 2011
Little stone #1
Your thought
is a murderer.
My soul knows it.
Your mind
is a hell.
Your soul knows it.
is a murderer.
My soul knows it.
Your mind
is a hell.
Your soul knows it.
Happy 2011!
The year 2010 just left us.
Moments is all we get.
This month begins with a little promise of me.
Every day of January I'm going to write a little "stone".
A river of stones.
A bouquet of feelings.
An anthology of little poems.
Fiona & Kaspa had an idea.
We, all, going to make this beautiful.
It's never too late to start!
Info: http://ariverofstones.blogspot.com/2010/12/welcome.html
Let the river flow over the little stones! ^_^
Moments is all we get.
This month begins with a little promise of me.
Every day of January I'm going to write a little "stone".
A river of stones.
A bouquet of feelings.
An anthology of little poems.
Fiona & Kaspa had an idea.
We, all, going to make this beautiful.
It's never too late to start!
Info: http://ariverofstones.blogspot.com/2010/12/welcome.html
Let the river flow over the little stones! ^_^
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