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Παρασκευή 24 Φεβρουαρίου 2017

"Unicorn's Lullaby"



Into the deepest silence you will hear the unicorn's lullaby,
Don't be afraid ,just come close and your fear will passing by.

He is made of crystal,he escaped from Lora's glass world,
And now he's singing upon this carousel for the mercy of his soul.

He can bring to life again your every lost hope and wish,
All you have to do is to fall down and beg on your knees.

None can run away from his song which is so full of pain,
You're a prisoner in our madness and all your effort goes in vain.

So put your fingers on the dusty piano to follow his weeping,
By hearing the unicorn's lullaby you will be totally sleeping.

Πέμπτη 23 Φεβρουαρίου 2017

Unicorn's lullaby

Unicorn's lullaby

Into the deepest silence you will hear the unicorn's lullaby
Don't be afraid ,just come close and your fear will passing by


He is made of crystal,he escaped from Lora's glass world
And now he's singing upon this carousel for the mercy of his soul


He can bring to life again your every lost hope and wish
All you have to do is to fall down and beg on your knees


None can run away from his song which is so full of pain
You're a prisoner in our madness and all your effort goes in vain


So put your fingers on the dusty piano to follow his weeping
By hearing the unicorn's magical lullaby you will be forever sleeping

  

Τρίτη 7 Φεβρουαρίου 2017

"Hourglass" Α strong feeling of a life-dream and a violent touch in my soul made me write this poem.."Hourglass"


Hourglass

What will you  think upon  your own deathbed?
How do you feel when you are close to death?
Does it matter the pain of a lost love at all?
The betroyal, the tears and a heart of sore?

Every second and  the memories are sliping away,
the unfulfilled dreams are the nightmares that stay,
don't let them follow you until you die,
live every single dream before you lie.

 What would you do if you had just one more day?
Would you  be afraid to feel the deepest pain?
so think,  what is this  you will regret for?
Your  ghosts are coming  alive at your door.

 Feel bleesed and live your life as happy as you can,
 you know that everything is passing by at the end.
You are just a grain sand in the hourglass,
and may  this day will be your last....