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Manic Days
Moon-spheres blazing silver
shifting like citadels upon dreams and lily tears.
Fields of honey-bushes
with lavender butterflies fluttering.
Away -
from a self-loathing, plastic society.
Neurotransmitters releasing spectres of colours
and orange skies.
Unevenly drawn breaths from pomegranate lips
kind of like sweet inconsistencies and red wine.
&This is where our worlds collide
And we get pulled apart.
Time and space become inconsequential
And I can fly through galaxies,
through tangled rainbow roads
and streams of everlasting dawns.
& the world seems so beautiful
just before the fall
Below a fading moon
Below a fading moon
I throw unpolished rocks into the sea
As I wait for the dawn.
The thriving honey-sweet sun
Is as devastating as "I love you".
And though I know how this will end,
I still find the sunrise beautiful.
November days
Teardrops have cradled on spiderwebs.
Hushed the flowers bow down their heads.
Walk down the street with the broken lights
Flickering above amber pathways of November
Waning like anguished moons,
like the last embers of a hopeless life.
My roses bleed
From the ashes on my hands
nothing will rise.
Insubstantial
The silence spills out like smoke on a faded sky.
Soundless planets crushing in a mute cosmos.
And is there anything left but dawnless days?
The waters can be so cold.
The rainbows so colourless,
so soaked in emptiness.
Why can't you hear my voice?
Why can't you sing against the darkness?
I balance on the spider threads -
Silvery thin,
insubstantial dreams.
I can but wait, trapped in a world with no Time
stranded in a dream of ice,
drained of hope, devoid of love.
I bid the nightingale farewell.
Let the wind carry those aching words
Those fragile winter blooms to a new Spring.
- If there ever could be one.
Unrequited dreams
The tears in her eyes are forming constellations
And dreams are dripping,
cascading into bottomless seas.
Drop by drop I'm creating you
Moulding you
And my hands are gold
Even though I know that in the end
Word by word and silence by silence
You will kill me.
(Motionless, like broken planets
We will stand on the shore
And we will watch me drown)
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Cherry blossoms drift on the sea
Softly, quietly. But -
the ripples melt the snow
Χαμένοι.
Δεν αγαπήσαμε ποτέ. Χαμένοι.
Σε μια θάλασσα άγρια και ματωμένη.
Όσο κι αν ψάξαμε δε βρήκαμε λιμάνι.
Ο ουρανός σβησμένος, η πυξίδα σπασμένη.
Παγιδευμένοι στου κυκλώνα τη δύνη.
Τσακισμένοι από τον πόνο και την οδύνη.
Προδομένοι.
Στέρεψε της ελπίδας το πηγάδι.
Κλείσε τα μάτια.
Σκοτάδι.
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Μαύρα νερά, μολυσμένα με δάκρυα και αίμα.
Κι είναι η ζωή συντριβή.
Είναι η αγάπη ψέμα.
Carousel Sunset
She was full of mint snowflakes and lavender dreams
With cotton candy hair and eyes like volcanoes
Flickering,
Flickering...
We were eating peaches below opalescent skies
Next to a foamy sea
That reminded me of tears
And carousel-like sunsets.
She was laughing.
Open lips, palms dripping sun-drops and honey
We spun around so fast...
I told her I loved her
And she gave me butterflies
And cinnamon sticks.
Silver Dreams, Grey Ashes
I stay awake at night
and count grains of silver sand
how fast they disappear into the merciless sea
how violently the moon collides with my dreams
I lie awake whispering sweet nothings
while reveries die in the storm
and become butterflies
I dance in shallow waters
And in the eve of every dawn
I fall asleep with my hands
full of grey ashes
Ashes of tomorrows that won't come
Whisper to the moon
Whisper to the moon
while heaven quivers
while the last star dies in my dreams.
Shivering.
Almost bleeding.
Use your dream to find me.
Unveil the stars and consume their silver fire.
Carry me.
Away.
And what if the angels gave us wings?
What if this isn't a dream?
Or life is a dream itself?
What if we could stop falling for a moment?
Or we could defy the laws of eternity?
Would you find me then?
Would you come?
Moments of silence
As the night fades away
the stars disappear into emptiness.
I count moments of silence
While the moon flickers outside the white walls.
I count cocoons that will never turn to butterflies
And wounds that will never heal
I stand helpless
While my dreams slip through my hands.
And I long for the time when the night
Will not bring me deceptive dreams
I long for the time when
Redeeming rivers will not recede from empty skies
And like heaving fire from fallen stars
Keeping hope will require no more sacrifice.
All the stars are fake
The lone ocean makes up
For the untouched sky
After all
All the stars are fake
I bribed the sun
I bribed the sun
So it won't burn my wings
If I fly too close
Trampled sky
Sacrificed stars, trampled sky
A sun moon afraid to die
...
His green eyes so clear
Night Day comes
And dreams disappear
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There is an olive tree by the river.
The river that takes away the paper boats.
They will drown in the end, I know.
Everything is white.
Shapeless. I want to say goodbye.
Goodbye.
I have a rose in my mouth
And the thorns won't let me talk.
I have a burning sun in my heart
That makes me ache.
A rose petal for her dreams
Bleeding like wings of forsaken faith
A petal for her dreams
And a rusted box for her love
Who stabbed you little girl?
Whose sins do you carry in your heart?
For whom are you silently dying?
Silently bleeding gold and silver dreams
Kissed with promises to hush her screams
Her tears will poison you
Her touch destroy you
And yet she keeps hope in her heart.
Like a porcelain doll
I'm not a doll
I won't smile, I won't sit against the wall
I won't let you dress and undress me
And make my hair
But I do need love and care
For I'm fragile and if I fall
I'll break like porcelain
Like a porcelain doll
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Those white flowers they'll wither
Those tears will dry
What else can be done
No one will pass these walls
And the waters here are so cold
Beautiful
But cold
The moon laughs
Laughs like a blade
I'm gifted
I'm cursed
No one will ever pass these walls
No one will ever come for me
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They told me to stop
And I did
They told me I wasn't good enough
And I believed them
And they were right
I wasn't good enough
For they told me to silence
And I did.
Burn all the stars
Shut your windows and lock the door
Let the sun come in no more
Cover the mirrors one by one
Burn all the stars, leave none
Silence the nightingales, let only crows sing
And let the winter come and take the spring
Paint the white walls black
And the pink roses grey
Dry the oceans, stand back
And until they are full again
Cry, for he was taken away
Where dreams go to die
Weary moon and night, so profound
Brooding are the shadows on the dim mound
Fading, the stardrops on the dirty ground
Black is the unyielding snow
Dark is the sun with no glow
Broken the bridges amidst the sky
Catacombs were white flowers cry
Where orphaned dreams go off to die.
Not your Girl
Stop throwing away my dolls
I'm still a girl
You have no place in my room
I'm not your girl
Stop throwing away my dreams
You have no place in my world
What have we done?
Wonderland's lost
Nothing to look ahead
The mirror's broken
And Alice is dead.
Numbers
{My heart beats too fast and no one can heal me}
Thirteen strikes of the clock.
Eight poisoned apples.
Paralyzed - the ballerina with the silver eyelids.
Misplaced - hopes and fragmented dreams.
Hospital visits confused in purple lights
White pills and blood-red smiles
Count backwards from ten.
One million tears
Wasted on dirty pavements.
Twelve little pills covered in sugar.
Three white roses - withered
One by one the stars fall
Day after day she stares at her reflection
And one by one the stars fall
Skinny with shadowed eyes
She is trapped inside the mirror on the wall
And she is the unhappiest girl of all
Love does not surrender
It's not always night when the sun is out of view
Brutal wind does not shake love that is true,
Love that dies before the world's last breath
Is not love
For love does not surrender
To neither man nor death
Undying Love
The moon tonight beams,
My love.
Rise within the gleams
Dance again, upon the dreams
What is life but a dream that dies in desperation?
What is a dream but a life dying unseen?
What is death but the end of a dream?
Rise tonight my love,
Even death can't do as apart.
Seduction
I'll be your little girl
Follow you into the night
Darkness will burn bright
As you find your way inside me
The angels will burn their wings to dust
They'll drown in solid waters of your soul's sea of lust
I'll be your little girl
Satisfy your desire
I'll make you feel the sweet pain
Feel the paralysing fire
I'll be your darkest dream
Come now and fall into the darkness
Slip into ecstasy, forget your sadness
Run your figures through my black velvet dress
Come and watch the skies burn
Feel my flame all the way through
The moon has abandoned you
We are alone at the time's turn
Lost in sin and there's no return
As the world falls down
The sky cracks and peels and the sun goes up in flames.
I took all the blame, I carried all of your shame
A vessel for your own dreams, I became
And as the world we created, now falls down,
As the sun collapses and the stars drown
Broken and bruised, I kneel
All the scars I'm forced to carry
No amount of time can ever heal
No amount of earth can ever bury
The tears still fall like heavy rain
There's nothing left but the silence of our shattered dreams
And I can still feel all the pain,
I can still hear our hushed screams.
Your words are hollow; they bring no relief, no dawn
And all I was and all I could be, is forever gone.
The stars still bleed
My angels have abandoned heaven
And there is no darker night, but that of my soul
Reflections on broken mirrors of darker glass.
And the stars devoid of light still bleed
And those dreams - my starbound soul dreams -
Where do I lead?
Who will take me outside the devouring reality
To the dreaming shores of ocean gleams?
Silver, moonlight made are my words
Not yet - but almost - drowned
By whispers of white pearl tears
I cried for a thousand years
And the stars still bleed
Fallen, reach out to the sea of winter stained sins
What can be made of these sacred flowers
Reach to eternity, beyond the crystalline dawn
To the final spun-out sunset of hope foregone
And I'll sing of the dreams beyond the stars
With my last breath
I'll whisper of the other world
