Δευτέρα 2 Ιουλίου 2012

Kingdom



" ..see , I can break your defenses
   aren't I the stronger one now..."

Where's  the land you 're coming from
where you go, to the wind or on the road
battlefields of inner need you may once  know
betrayl of that fool , needed you so

" ..told you fool , loneliness is a bless
   watch me vanishing  all  color caress"

breaking my only fence or 
  just seaking your own  defence.."

Where's the wisdom of a king
on his lips or on his will,
on the power or the wound
soul's death may bring no peace in mood
sword of  betrayal , cursed bleeding wood

Who's to loose or who's to win
on the edge of sharpened ground , eagal's being
in the brain vanished castles all drawned
flowing up the air dream of sorrow's kisses to the ground

E.Chatzidaki
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[No winners, no loosers-Just ruins of what we all best could have been....]




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