Friday, November 1, 2024

PETROS K VELOUDAS

 



The Dress Of The Night

 

The dress of the night

 

embroidered with gold stars

 

a silent one

 

platonic love

 

who never traveled

 

in seas of passion

 

spring without swallows

 

of her joy...

 

The moon does not tilt

 

especially on the headrest

 

of the night

 

since the pleasure of one

 

philosophical coexistence

 

with bright solitudes

 

make the eyes of the night,

 

sweaty,

 

similar to sponges

 

who keeps track of them

 

and leaves a mark

 

her kisses

 

in his soul

 

unspeakable

 

repulsed by her

 

of the…inexpressible moon!

 

A Thing

 

Aesthetic illusion

 

A brooding melancholy

 

restless in the room

 

of her last scared love...

 

A sensitivity walks

 

in the neighborhoods

 

where the children dance

 

happy together

 

A kiss that passed

 

from the opposite current of hatred

 

and was killed at the curb of wickedness…

 

A nothing that they fill in silently,

 

a smile

 

in the forest lost

 

with the inexpressible ghosts..

 

An agony for the day

 

of..victory!

 

Life Is Like A Walk

With Pleasant And

Unpleasant Moments

 

Strange,

 

unpredictable

 

visit to the colors of the forest

 

of memories

 

You will feel life

 

on long walks

 

of impassable mountains...

 

You will see her in the seas

 

where her breaths become

 

loving hugs

 

which embraces all men

 

You live life every moment

 

you dream, you travel with her

 

unfulfilled or completed trips

 

and leave to the caresses of joy that

 

life gives you…

 

Life is an endless ride

 

until the evening moons

 

to feel a sweet

 

melancholy anticipation,

 

for the bright spring night of the soul...

 

Life looks like one

 

sun that illuminates

 

our loneliness..

 

The blue eyes of the sea

 

that sweetens our wounds…

 

What are we really talking about?

 

life;...

 

Maybe it looks like it

 

with a gentle breeze

 

which becomes a white handkerchief

 

until our tears dry...

 

until a loving kiss

 

to unlock our silences

 

souls…

 

They are the initials of the lovers' names

 

of people who once sat in a park...

 

In the middle of our life that flows we dream

 

the moments of optimism, of love,

 

of joy because every day and night

 

life greets us with a smile

 

PETROS KYRIAKOU VELOUDAS

 

PETROS KYRIAKOU VELOUDAS was born in Agrinio, Etoloakarnania, in 1977. He studied at the Faculty of Humanities of the Open University of Patras, studying Greek culture. Today he works as a private employee. He is. member of the INTERNATIONAL SOCIETY OF GREEK LITERARY ARTISTS-DEEL, AMBASSADOR OF GREEK POETRY OF EQUALITY IN BANGLADESH. MEMBER OF THE INTERNATIONAL LITERARY ASSOCIATIONS WRITERS UNION, WORLD UNION OF POETS. He has received thirty international poetry awards from various countries. Most of his poems have been translated into many languages ​​(indicatively we mention TUNISIA, INDIA, SPAIN, ALBANIA, ROMANIA, PERU, COLOMBIA, AMERICA, CHINA, JAPAN. Finally, he has worked as a radio producer in local radio stations, his lyrics were set to music by Greek composers and are posted on youtube. His poems have been published in Agrinio newspapers (such a MACHITIS, ANAGELLIA, PALMOS) It is worth noting that his poetic work is included in the great encyclopedia of contemporary Greek writers by HARI PATSI.-

 


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