Τρίτη, 22 Φεβρουαρίου 2011

All these things left unsaid


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And we were lying on the grass today.
It was cloudy but the sun was burning my cheeks.
And we nuzzle up to each other.
Trying to open our soul to each other.
But being afraid at the same time.
And it's a war.
And the first one who will touch on all the things we don't dare to touch,is the weak one,the loser.
We are just some little vulnerable creatures.
Afraid to get hurt.
When I like a song I'm not thinking I shouldn't listen to it again and again,not to get bored of it,he said.
Do I want to hold his hand or to be holden by the hand?
Do I want to lie on his chest or to lie on a chest?
Do I want him to hug me or me to be hugged?
We are just some little creatures.



Πέμπτη, 17 Φεβρουαρίου 2011

Animal insticts

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I should never forget this.
So many things can change in a few days.
The best will always be the next portal.
"What would you like to be?" he asked me.
"What?Anything?"
"Yes."
"To be me.With wings"
And this.And that.
Everything.I want them all.
My animal insticts.
And I don't feel guilty for that.
It feels so good to roll in the mud.
We are what I always wanted us to be (?)
When was the last time you cried?What's the last thing you think before you fall asleep?Ιs it you the picture you see in the mirror every morning?
People are afraid of what there is inside.


There is never nothing going on.This moment is the only thing that matters.


Σάββατο, 12 Φεβρουαρίου 2011

Who are all these people?

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Eating huge amounts of sandwitches with cheese and curry while wanting to lose weight.
Feeling like I'm on a supermarket trolley and someone else is driving me.
Wanting to get closer but being afraid at the same time.
Like the stray cat wants to eat the food on the human's hand,but her wild insticts don't let her do so.
Hearing him saying he wants to drink my tears once more.
But I'm not feeling like crying for the first time.'Cause the sun's shinning.
Watching people coming and leaving.Dancing.Kissing me.Then leaving again.
Staying for a little.Then leaving again.Chasing me.
Watching people coming and leaving in my life.
Feeling like a numb observer once again.
I don't care about all these people.
As long as I have her in my life.
The one I care for.
The one that cheers me up.
The one we cry together simply by looking each other.



Τετάρτη, 9 Φεβρουαρίου 2011

Mind on crisis

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Dear Brain of mine,

What's wrong with you?
Can you please explain me why you refuse to cooperate with me?
You think it's funny playing games with me?
I assume you it's not.
I feel that our relationship is on crisis.
Ok.I admit I didn't take care of you the last days.
I wasn't sleeping enough and I was avoiding to challenge you.
But is this a reason to leave me when I mostly need you?

Κυριακή, 6 Φεβρουαρίου 2011

Up there

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We were just lying in the grass.
Away from this city.
We could barely hear its hum from up there.
We were closer to the sky.
Closer to anything devine.
It was us.
And them.
But still.We weren't one.
We were two single entities.
He was right next to me but I was still feeling lonely.
And now I wonder more than ever before.
Will I ever feel full?

Τετάρτη, 2 Φεβρουαρίου 2011

My skin

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My skin is nothing else but a thin plastic membrane
that keeps a torrent of emotions from rushing out.
And drowning the world.

Τρίτη, 1 Φεβρουαρίου 2011

I'm the earth.

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My ground is craving for your water.
I'm the earth.
And I blossom with every step of yours.
My heart is beating in the rhythm of your steps.
But you fly away.
You distance from my surface.
And you leave me behind.
Waiting patiently for your landing.
Υou will get tired of flying,somewhen.
And you will look for me again.
You will lie down and kiss respectfully my ground.
And my heart will start beating again in the music of your breath.
And your breath is blending with the atmosphere.
And fondles my ears.