Shattered Dreams
You shattered
me, life's relentless force
But still, I
hold love tight.
In destitution's
bitter course
With hunger as
my plight.
Through toil and
toil, relentless strain
Like wild beasts
in the night.
At dawn, I rise,
my body in pain
Fatigue my
constant fight.
I earned my wage
through sweat and plea.
From bankers in
a perpetual quest.
But what I had
was never free.
Empty pockets,
my constant guest.
In the workshop
with a kiss, love bloomed
With my wife,
two souls entwined.
I gave her my
all, but love was consumed
It was not
enough for our hearts to bind.
Refrain:
They stole my
humble abode
Where I found
solace deep.
The stars on my
porch, their stories erode
Yearning their
secrets to keep.
Broken by life,
a lost soul's plight
Labeled a tramp,
deemed lowly...
Yet I persist,
with all my might
Seeking
strength, my spirit fails slowly.
I'll steal a
car, in a rebellious flight
Crashing through
the darkest veil
Speeding away,
fueled by spite.
And Death, my
companion, won't fail...
Enchantress
Your lips, so
deceiving,
They're full of
lies, believing.
Your eyes, so
teasing,
They light up,
but I'm left burning.
You let me fall
in love,
Just for a
little game,
To make me sick
with longing,
For a moment of
your fame.
You entangled me
in your web,
Oh, manipulative
one,
You confused me
in your trap,
Your spells,
they've just begun.
And I, how
foolish I became,
Though they say
I'm a tough guy,
But from joy, I
was struck lame,
Lost like a
clueless fly.
Chorus
But the time
will come, it's near
When you'll feel
regret and fear,
For I'm a man of
honor,
Worthy of your
love, my dear.
You'll remember
me and weep,
Too ashamed to
find me,
With your
unfaithful eyes that creep,
Seeking
caresses, but I'm still free.
Yet, a true
tough guy,
Once he gives
his heart away,
No matter what
misfortune may try,
He can't claim
his love's sway.
So, when you
appear, enchantress,
Back in my
neighborhood,
For your words,
I'll bear witness,
I want you
close, as you should.
The birds will
sing a joyful tune,
Granting every
wish of yours,
In my humble
embrace, love will bloom,
Bringing solace
to our soul's shores
Beware! Beauty Is Struggled
Say, I 'm grump
Say, I'm a
dreamer
Say, I got on my
high horse
And I flatter
myself to judge everything
But don't pull
me on that stage where
Beauty is being
struggled...
I cannot stand
it
''C'mon! What is
the meaning of beauty for you, oh the wisest one?"
Well... I cannot
explain it
I'm just born to
understand when it is struggled
I listen to its
agony, frozen, blind and unable to act
I listen to the
sarcastic laugh of the speculators
as they plunder
and strip its corpse
So if you
totally don't understand what I'm saying
And why I
bombard you again with metaphors
Say, I'm singing
the song too high
And let me learn
how hard it is to kick against the pricks and be kicked back to the core
© ChryssaV.2023
CHRYSSA VELISSARIOU
CHRYSSA VELISSARIOU is an award-winning
educator in Secondary Education and adult education, recognized by the Greek Ministry
of Education. As a passionate advocate of non-traditional learning, she has
successfully conceived and executed numerous Erasmus+ projects. She is also a
writer, with six poetry collections and a novel to her name, and has
participated in various poetry anthologies worldwide. She has been honored as a
Poet Laureate by two poetry organizations in the United States. With a
specialization in Space Physics and an M.Ed./M.Sc. in New Technologies, she
integrates theater, poetry, and cinema in S.T.E.A.M. projects. She is
multilingual, actively engaged in social solidarity, and an elected member of
the Municipality of Larissa. She is keenly interested in sustainable
development and the inclusion of marginalized groups.
Nice poems, enjoed much.
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