Ποίηση της παρακμής. Η μοντερνιστική τομή.

AΨΟΓΗ ΓΡΑΦΗ!ΜΠΡΑΒΟ ΣΟΥ!

 

by desert flower

δεν ειναι η αγαπη παιχνιδι του καιρου
και ας ανγκαλιαζει με το δρεπανι το το κιρτο
τα τριανταφυλλενια μαγουλα και χειλια
η αγαπη δεν αλλαζει με τις συντομες ωρες τα λεπτα και τα δευτερ της ευδομαδας
αλλα αντεχει ακομη και την θστατη στιγμη

 

υστατη**

 

ευχαριστω πολυ

 

by desert flower

sometimes she wonder's if you really know
how much she loves you
If you really understand how much she cares.
you may never fully comprehend
what it means to be loved by her,
and she may never find the words
to express her devotion

always know
that each time you smile,
each time you cry,
every ounce of happiness you feel,
every emotion you experience

she feels it too,
because you are her heart
to look at You, is to see her soul.

 

by desert flower


Missing You

her heart aches within from missing you,
her lips long for the feel of you kissing them,
Right now all she needs is to feel you gently touching her skin,
to look into Your eyes and see deep within,
Just one warm embrace,
just to look upon your handsome face,
just one gentle touch,
from the one she loves so much,
If she could gaze upon Your smile,
for just a little while,
to know that you miss her too,
as she is thinking of you,
o hear the sound of you breathe,
nowing You will never leave,
to just be with the one who has sent her heart reeling,
and brought about this downpour of emotion and feeling,
and in a lifetime, who would have thought,
that she would have found someone who was just meant for her,
she cannot explain the magic or why this should be,
but there is one thing that she knows for certain,
that this bond is eternal and reaches down into the depth of her soul
and though she cannot touch you and we are now apart,
you do dwell, so deep within her heart.

 

by desert flower

ολες η απολαυσεις θελουν τον χρονο τους
και αξιζει να τησ βιωνουμε σταλια σταλια
η αγαπη δεν ειναι ενα γευμα που τρωμε στο ποδι

 

Υπέροχες φωτογραφίες...

 

Τα σπίτια είναι έξω από τους τοίχους

Γι’ αυτό τα σπίτια είναι έξω από τους τέσσερις τοίχους,
όπως τα ζωντανά του κατωγιού που ξενυχτούν
απλωμένα στα γειτονικότερα βουνά
κι έρχεται ο νεκρός γείτονας που τα μετράει κάθε νύχτα
φυσώντας από μέσα του μια φλόγα,
να τον γνωρίζουν και να χάνονται.

( Θανάσης Τζούλης )

 

by desert flower

Being without Him
Makes it very hard to cope
The great distance between us
Makes her start to lose hope
she cannot think
she cannot breathe
she just cannot go on
Until she is once more
Cradled safe in His arms

Yes, she misses His smile
she misses how His eyes light up
she misses His loving touch
And His gentle embrace

she misses spending time
On the phone , a call with no end
she misses the strong loving voice
Of her very best friend

Yes she misses Him, she needs Him
she is in deep misery
Because she misses who she is
Whenever she is with Him

But though He is somewhere else
And we are so far apart
she knows just where He is

He is right here in her heart

 

by desert flower

Deep inside the spectrum of
darkness, of bitterness and loneliness
Deep into the valley of love and despair
Hunting for things beyond her reach
craving feelings and touches that wouldn't come
ache for love and forgiveness
Deep in her heart, into her soul
Does she have either nor neither
Deep into her subconscious, into her brain
she searches and searches
but cannot find You
Can not find herself.

F200878f63b7be51157ea3c84bb6df0a by Desert Flower posted 23 Ιανουαρίου 2016 at 16:33

she bleeds and brakes.
she hurts and hunts
she finds and looses
she despairs for Your touch
she despairs for Your love.
she despairs for Your understanding and forgiveness
But You have gone missing
she fades into the darkness praying that some day she will deserve Your love and forgiveness.