ZACHAROULA GAITANAKI

ZACHAROULA GAITANAKI

PARTS OF LIFE

There are some parts of life

that they shed tears

in my eyes.

There are stories

and memories

that you can’t forget.

Mind’s are thoughts and uproar,

curse of a death

without vindication.

There are some hours

in our life,

fertile like autumn’s rain.

INVITATION OF LOVE

What I miss, my darling?

Only, a hug.

From your hand a caress,

on my mouth two kisses.

To be our souls

birds of love,

a little sea – boat

that sets sails.

And let’s go sailing

on an open sea,

in dreamy places

to spread our wings.

Holding my hand

under the nocturnal sky,

being the only star

I’ll follow in the night.

GOLDEN MEMORIES

In life’s end

if our heart could live

in happiness again…

Past greatness

soul’s tools

that open the closed windows.

Golden Memories

are treasures to live

the years that you are left,

as times run away,

as the storms come and go

and the shoulders lean

from tiredness.

TEMPORARY FORGETFULNESS

Today, I worked a lot of time

(from dawn until the sunset).

I kept very busy

my body and my mind

for not thinking about you.

My sweet because one with the ground.

Mixed up with earth, stones,

grass and insects.

But when I took the course of return,

silent you came with me.

You put your hand on my shoulder,

you hand rested upon my shoulder

for a little time, leaving me alone

when I arrived home.

“Tomorrow again” you said to me

and you were lost with quick steps

in the dark.

ZACHAROULA GAITANAKI

GREECE