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on-the-time-of-loneliness

ΣΤΗ ΜΟΝΑΞΙΑ ΤΟΥ ΧΡΟΝΟΥ

Poetry
Γύρω μου άνθρωποι τρέχουν με γρήγορους ρυθμούς, δημιουργώντας ένα νέφος που οδηγεί σε μια αρχέγονη εποχή. Απομακρύνεται γοργά η ελευθερία! Τα φρούδα πάθη άγνωστα παραμένουν καθώς χάνεσαι στου χρόνου την μοναξιά και το άγνωστο μυστήριο λουφάζει... Ψάχνοντας κάποιους να το εξυμνούν και να το φωνάζουν. Στεκούμενος για πολλοστή φορά μπροστά στο καθρέφτη, συνεχίζω... ...
Aretousa

ΕΜΜΑΝΟΥΗΛ Γ. ΜΑΥΡΟΣ – ΑΝΑΖΗΤΩΝΤΑΣ ΤΗΝ ΑΡΕΤΟΥΣΑ

Poetry, Short Stories
Εμμανουήλ Γ. Μαύρος - Αναζητώντας την Αρετούσα -   ISBN: "Έχει περάσει ένας μήνας κι ελπίζω να ξυπνήσει ο υπάλληλος μου στην Εθνική Βιβλιοθήκη της Ελλάδος τον οποίο πληρώνω και δεν μπορώ να τον απολύσω για το μακάριο ύπνο που παίρνει, να δει κάποια στιγμή την αίτηση μου ...

A DAY TO REMEMBER

Poetry
I am a simple dreamer A poor artist and poet This is my weakness to see other people happy even when you love a person more than anything said false words that never accept it isn't the truth and arrives the instant time to say... Goodbye! You have been the one. You have been the one ...
Wall Street

WALL STREET

Poetry
Silently puts refined execution hiding the truth inherit Mother Earth. In suits and ties first fight with accounting numbers and then with arms, create skeleton children spankings of bare bottom, flew slavery. Upon entering, the pointer up or down to reflect back from the platform of lies. Taught ...
Goddess Ishtar - Labyrinth of the Mind

INSIDE THE BABYLOS’S ISHTAR GATE

Poetry
The 8th gate of Ishtar and songs of samsara eternal met Αdad died in karmic harmony, Your heart starts beating, sent flames in the dark one in Thunder matrix boiling semen spirit divine and godly as warmer water simple enshrouds, who have not yet forgotten the eve where souls freely fly, ...

THE REBEL REBORN DEEP INSIDE ME

Poetry
Impunity people that don’t see Afraid the rebel shortened deep inside me Behind the truth and full for your lies Oh yes A rebel Soon will reveal Pits dug of the policies Behind a blatant charmed smile A charismatic voice of an angel And my sweet eyes will kill You are there you shall are ...

CURSE OF LIFE

Poetry
Far away in the road, I'm riding alone Lonely is the world Loneliness of the Long-Distance Runner over this road Over the sun slowly starts to set and makes way for the dark, The only think of human being Above moonless night; is the Curse of Life? The wind blows at ...
The people of hell

THE PEOPLE OF HELL

Poetry
Ι say the truth here, Exhausted and tired, Chasing one dream and target after another, Over here at my own world and over there; I sit quietly, alone in my place, With a smile to hide watch the demons of society, Trying to take control and not sell my dream Living loving ...
The night we wandered off under the third moon's rays

The night we wandered off under the third moon’s rays

Poetry
Do you remember once, when we walk between of glad faces, The night we wandered off under the third moon's rays And, leaving far behind the shine life and dark social busy places, Stood you and I with no name openly in the center without trace. The city's voice ...
From the Child Without a Trace of Sin

Quotation – “From the Child Without a Trace of Sin” 2

Poetry
Another day in darkness, Yet another night. A night of return, You came and my soul was healed, You chased out the sadness, the loneliness, And the silence… Even in our coupling, To have a hum remain, A sound bitter, plodding and sad, Reflected in your pale face, Covered in guilt, Searching for another life Within yourself. Yet ...

Quotation – “From the Child Without a Trace of Sin” 3

Poetry
Study then what has already been written… I walk alone, At night, thoughtful, Without love, without passion, Just another statistic, A citizen of the last rank, Searching for something, For a noteworthy face that In this forgotten path, Is yours! I walk, feeling alone, Thinking I have lost my way, My course, my ideology, Wondering how I still ...

Quotation – “From the Child Without a Trace of Sin” 5

Poetry
Dreams I never accepted, So infinite, I still reside within. Voices sound all around me, Even in my simplest dreams. I suffocate in sleep’s sweet embrace, Afraid of entering into something better, And living again in a nightmare, Good or bad, it matters not; Whilst all around me shout “There are no more dreams” “There ...
From the Child Without a Trace of Sin

Quotation – “From the Child Without a Trace of Sin” 7

Poetry
A BALLAD FROM THE THOUGHTS OF A SIMPLE MAN. It echoes from afar, A rare melody Which raises the spirit And crosses the five seas of sadness. This element causes you to fall Into the shallow, frigid waters of truth Without your acceptance of any promises. The melody continues… We are the guilty ones! We were ...
From the Child Without a Trace of Sin

Quotation – “From the Child Without a Trace of Sin” 9

Poetry
And suddenly, a BLACK OUT! SITUATION CHANGE… THE FUTURE FORESHADOWED BY THE SOCIETY OF NOW. My brother Cain killed again today. Seeing the moon’s brightness from afar, The black horse a vision before me. There are no more dancers… My brother Cain… Lost punisher of injustice. When people begin to search For things of ...
AFTER THE RAIN

ΜΕΤΑ ΤΗ ΒΡΟΧΗ – After the Rain

Poetry
Πέφτει πάλι μια βροχή, στάλα, στάλα στο τζάμι του παραθύρου Σταγόνες της βροχής από θλιμμένα σύννεφα παντού να δακρύζουν όπως δάκρυζαν τα μάτια της τούτη την βραδιά Προτίμησε να μείνει καθισμένη στο σκοτάδι δίπλα σ’ ένα παράθυρο βουβό, να βλέπει τις στάλες και τις αστραπές που φώτιζαν τα σκοτεινά σημεία Ένα ...
From the Child Without a Trace of Sin

Quotation – “From the Child Without a Trace of Sin” 11

Poetry
The city is so beautiful at six o’clock in the morning! Another day in darkness, Yet another night. A night of return, You came and my soul was healed, You chased out the sadness, the loneliness, And the silence… Even in our coupling, To have a hum remain, A sound bitter, plodding and sad, Reflected ...
Hackney Empire

DECEMBER IN HACKNEY

Poetry
We must attempt To see the good within the evil. No miracles will happen here Our only hope is ourselves, Our life a shield against the madness. We seek not for followers. We do not trust to luck in calling out. — © A poem by Emmanuel G. Mavros

A BEAUTY RISES FROM THE STORM

Poetry
A beauty rises from the storm Through wild winds whipping desolate mountains The mountains share of nature scent Under the snow Under the rain Her glance of the mourning dark As a wolf at night spark I vex my heart alone, surrendered to your sweeter beauty. — © A poem by Emmanuel G. Mavros
Roses in black and white

ROSES IN BLACK AND WHITE

Poetry
  When the roses is rising, My mind still dwells on And my shadowed beauty, Rising from the sweet smell. That vanishing loveliness, That cumbering breath, Bond of life of that smell, No road for death. One immortal thought For your passion body still Makes the unchangeable The reason that I live. Oh, thus thy beauty, Loveliest on earth ...
Pathos

PATHOS

Poetry
With your smile on my mind It’s a beautiful sight, so soft and so kind My dreams are filled when your kiss taste my lips Live for my dreams have come true and see Your mind guides me through my troubles and fears And your cheeks wipe my tears. I love ...
Black Sparrows

BLACK SPARROWS

Poetry
I sit in the courtyard of sadness Wind blowing through my hair With swans peacefully swimming on the lake But I just can’t seem to care While life goes on around me I do not want to participate In treacherous moving And all you do is waiting I dream about the day That someone ...
Accent of freedom

ACCENT OF FREEDOM

Poetry
Hear the whispers outside of the city hum Political chanting from long ago Echoes of democracies come and go Losing time in a hard euronazis eternal show A beautiful and delicate spring mountain scene Dry dark eyes enchanting soul assassinations! Voices from the skyfall is the point of what they mean Demons ...
The sun rises in earth

THE SUN RISES IN EARTH

Poetry
From the tiger eyes perspective The sun rises in earth Needing the east, needing the west all importance is placed on the shadows of parliament end, but I am on the rock, without a stop I am in the smoke and the noise – I’ m in the fight of our choice. I am ...
The triumph of Anarchy

THE TRIUMPH OF ANARCHY

Poetry
As I lay asleep in rocky beach There came a voice from over Aegean Sea, A great voice with power it forth led me To walk in the visions of freedom. I met the parliamentary Murder on the way — He had a mask like of Dr. Jekyll’s and Mr. ...
Remember

REMEMBER

Poetry
If I were to leave this world today I’d want to be remembered it’s true, I want music play and full of flowers in my grave room And I always protect you just to show my love for you. I’d want for you to be proud of me And follow ...
NEVER TO FALL

NEVER TO FALL

Poetry
  You see me struggle And you never see me to fall. Regardless if I’m weak or not Everyone says life is beautiful But truly living it is not. Times get hard, People are strange and struggle And constantly get put on the spot. I’m going to shout no fear Even I saw a big ...
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