Short
is the life of victory.
Stuck
on the mud of the mistakes,
on the mud of the... – by Dimitris P. Kraniotis | 4 Views added 1 year ago
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The savour of fruits
still remains
in my mouth,
but the bitterness of words
demolishes the clouds
and wrings the snow
counting the pebbles.
But you never told me
why you deceived me,
why with pain
and injustice did you desire
to say that the end... – by Dimitris P. Kraniotis | 2 Views added 12 years ago
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Smokes
of cigarettes
and mugs
full of coffee,
next
to the fictitious line
where the eddy
of words
leans against
and nods,
wounded,
to my... – by Dimitris P. Kraniotis | 5 Views added 12 years ago
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She loved
the flowers, the trees.
She kissed
the poppies, the lilies.
She played
with animals, like a child.
She adored
the humans, the birds.
She would sacrifice herself
for the life and love.
They called her crazy!
But... – by Dimitris P. Kraniotis | 0 Views added 12 years ago
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The night
that strangled
the endless moments
I had wished
to live,
passed by
without my lighting up
the candle
I had longed to warm up
all the don'ts and... – by Dimitris P. Kraniotis | 0 Views added 12 years ago
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Fragments of glasses
in the empty room
of the inarticulate whispers,
bleed
our limits,
fill
with sores
the caress of our... – by Dimitris P. Kraniotis | 2 Views added 12 years ago
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A roar of cars
seals the dawn
with short-cut answers,
with unyielding denials
that are repeated
explicitly
every... – by Dimitris P. Kraniotis | 2 Views added 12 years ago
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Waves of circumflexes
Storms of adverbs
Windmills of verbs
Shells of signs of ellipsis
On the island of poems
Of soul
Of mind
Of thought
One-word garments
You wear
To... – by Dimitris P. Kraniotis | 2 Views added 12 years ago
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(In honor of the dead unpublished... – by Dimitris P. Kraniotis | 5 Views added 12 years ago
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Noiseless wrinkles
on our forehead
the frontiers of history
shed oblique glances
at Homer's verses.
Illusions
full of guilt
redeem
wounded whispers
that became echoes
in lighted caves
of the fools and the... – by Dimitris P. Kraniotis | 5 Views added 12 years ago
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To you I speak,
do not show indifference.
This moment
to me
is mighty.
I am happy.
These words I uttered
and all were sad.
They left,
heads... – by Dimitris P. Kraniotis | 1 View added 12 years ago
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Snow-covered mountains,
ancient monuments,
a north wind that nods to us,
a thought that flows,
images imbued
with hymns of history,
words on signs
with ideals of... – by Dimitris P. Kraniotis | 5 Views added 12 years ago
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The cloud struggled
against the sand
underneath the rain
of no and yes,
forcefully treading
on the rationale that obeys
the impasse of... – by Dimitris P. Kraniotis | 2 Views added 12 years ago
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The fireplace
was eager
to put a full stop
in the sentence
where the road
of my dreams
stuck
upon the word of happiness
with sparkles
of wet logs
I collected
from the inside of me
that I dared
to turn to... – by Dimitris P. Kraniotis | 2 Views added 12 years ago
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Life counts
the rules;
the sunset, their exceptions.
Rain drinks up
the centuries;
spring, our dreams.
The eagle sees
the sunrays
and youth, the... – by Dimitris P. Kraniotis | 5 Views added 12 years ago
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A ball of threads
my prayers
whisper
frightened.
Foolish "I" s
are choked
without you ever
knowing
what I... – by Dimitris P. Kraniotis | 2 Views added 12 years ago
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