ANGELAKOUDI
RANIA
FRIENDSHIP
Think a while in
silence..
For those who
loved you
more dear…
For they are the
ones,
who will never
weaken you up!
when life is not
so clear,
close your eyes
and come
to my arms dear!
Let your soul fly
above
The horizon!
Where there are no
clouds!
No dust! no
drought!
Life there is so
clear!
Don’t lose the
chance my dear…
And… I will clean
the rocks
of your road,
to find it easy
when you come!
I’ll beg the
birds, the winds
even the weather…
To have some help
when you fly!
I’ll tell the
Nature to be pretty
to smell the
perfumes of my land,
When it’s time to
fly away…
I’ll spread the
colours of my sky!
My faithful
friend…
Thank you for the
trial…
For the
directions…
For the
discoveries…
For your struggle
on the way
to our friendship…
This will be for
ever!
Selas
THE DREAM’S SCENARIO
A sky without
borders is the world I dream.
A land full of
trees is in my mind’s sphere!
A plethora of
black and white birds
Flying around in
harmony
Is the world I
want to live
So Human!.
Let your fantasy’s
generosity guide you
Above the
horizon’s bright path
Where the ideals
are alive!
Let the rhythm of
your heart
Beat in peace!
And love those
anonymous soldiers
Who fight their
brothers and teach them!
And fetch those who
have been lost into chaos!
STOP the war’s
anathema to avoid agonizes
Between Scylla’s
and charybdi’s slavery
And follow the
freedom’s melody
AND
Dance and sing!
AND
Switch on the
light…to go to bed in peace
AND
Rest! There is no
possession any more!
And keep on
dreaming my fellow citizen!
PARADISE TRAIL
My spirit soared
high and tried
a place in
paradise to find,
where waters
crystal-clear spring
and muses meet
their nests to weave!
I followed
Ulysses’ trail,
and met sirens
plenty along the way!
They wanted me to
leave
my paradise dream
the fate of the
Clashing Rocks to meet!
The white doves my
friends became
and to the stars
they led me straight!
The Gods agreed
and they decreed
this Land to bless
and all within!
That which mortal
hands should touch
will be embraced
by Olympians doves!
And when the torch
of intellect lights up
then will this
Land a paradise become!
Olive branches
will blossom all around
everyone a child
of the earth,
colours and hues
the world will crown
brushstrokes
applied by brotherly hands.
Hands will clasp
each other tight
bodies in embrace
will unite,
all will fight for
life
and will live in
paradise!
ANGELAKOUDI
RANIA
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