ZANNETA KALYVA PAPAIOANNOU

ZANNETA KALYVA PAPAIOANNOU

LOVE OR FRIENDSHIP?

I’m surprised and I wonder because I don’t know

if this is love that I suffer

or a friendship boundless, platonic, great

that I haven’t felt for another woman ever.

It is true, I see, this is superb, ethereal,

true and perfect what I feel inside me.

I can’t take a step without you

and when I miss you for a moment, I lose my mind.

You have grown into a habit and you know this,

you are a strong flame that as far as it goes makes a fire, so if you want, make a choice without doubt

either a platonic love or an intimate friendship.

A  LONG  TIME  PASSED

A long time passed

and you came suddenly in the cold

to warm up my heart.

A long time passed

and my heart gave  a leap

just like  the past.

A long time passed,

you touched me tenderly

with your caress

like a spring of cool water in the dark.

I FORGET YOU NOT

I met you

in the morning dew May.

I moved near you to taste

the sweetness of your soul.

I touched you

with shaky hands and lips.

I talked to you  sweetly to bring you

as soon as possible close to me.

I caressed you tenderly

like a mother her baby.

I loved you

for your wonderful figure.

I felt pain for you

from the bottom of my heart.

I looked for you

but you were not there

where you were walking in the past.

I said good-bye to you

with pain and moaning,

I forget you not.

A LITTLE MORE, MY GREECE

…A little more, my Greece,

to see the almond trees bloom,

cyclamens to grow,

anemones to pop up in the forests

and thyme to come alive and fragrant.

.. A little more, my Greece,

and the sun will warm our soul,

our body, our existence

to feel the coming of spring

of warmth, of enjoyment, but also the rebirth.

… A little more, my Greece,

for trees to become iridescent in the mountains,

birds to sing, sea gulls to follow again

the ship’s line loyally.

… A little more, my Greece,

and the sea will calm waving

among the Aegean and Ionian islands

and you will dream and believe

that it is time for justice.

… A little more, my Greece,

to embroider the canvas of our lives

with solidarity, respect for our fellow man,

joy, happiness, create, friendship

and above all, hope, faith and Love.

… Then,

the sun will light new horizons,

the sound of the bell will sound resurrection,

blooming heaths, myrtles and arbutus

will smell sweet and will be fragrant our lives.

ZANNETA KALYVA – PAPAIOANNOU

Greece