Remembrances
Written by Nikolaos Moschovos
Journalist- Writer
20:09:11,12/29/2019
Flying on the horizon/the house with the big trees I see.Φωτογραφία από Henning Sørby από το Pixabay
Gazing through the window
the change in my pocket is not enough
the little voice is heard inside me
You’re Alive!
I ‘ve tried for so many years
the meaning to find.
But no one came round
The childhood years are passed
Litsa
Fofo
Thodoros
Flying on the horizon
the house with the big trees I see.
What’s happening, I wonder, in life?
Now I’m here
window gazing;
I’ am unshaven
I’ am angry.
Rain is falling on the pavement
my anger is lost.
One day
one day
I’ll shout- what’s happening here?
The key to paradise
hasn’t been found yet.
Laughs are lost on the horizon,
images far away
images well- loved
Litsa
Fofo
Thodoros
The sky will clear.
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