PETROS K VELOUDAS

 

 

Its Invisible Form

 

He sits on the

calm soil

and listens to the aftershocks

vibrations of the lyrics

just as it pulsates

the pen before swimming

in ink

Then he drinks bitterly.

water from the

soul of the trees

and at that time

a drop of sorrow

he wet his drunkenness

coat…

The cloud moved.

which calmed down today

nature, calm down

the cataclysmic emotions

from the breasts of the mountains...

He then sits on a stool.

and paints its form

above the portrait

of loneliness...

He stands speechless nearby

in the quiet heart

of a sea

which every

so much

slaps him

with its wave

to remember her form again! -

 

Unknown Dead

 

It's turning...

within the galleries of thought

a visitor of ideas

ignorant, rejected...

Pain relief

dreamcatcher

And there his eyes

they sparkle every night

and they look alike

like two moons

who embrace

the night's lament...

His shadow is bending.

leaning on old patience

and tries step by step

to walk remembering

the names of the dead...

It turns

and turns over

black chairs

small black tables,

gives a slap to the face

the darkness of a fleeting loneliness

He turns around restlessly,

tired,

very hurt

from the tornado of

moments of life..

He sleeps with the light of desire lit,

and that's when he feels

how the forms of the dead

approaching the moonlight

reciting immortal verses

Resurrected, she smiles now

Hope in souls!

 

The Statue That Smiled

 

That girl

with the black dress

He stays hunched over for hours.

above the clouds

the table...,

They say he argued.

with the sun

and tried

to pull the blondes

hair of the sun

and her hands

maybe they can hold

now two fiery ones

swords

they are about to burn

from the anger of pain...

But the sun was transformed

like a white handkerchief

where did you keep it?

hope in her hands

to feel the flower

red carnation

and to perfume it

room of her soul...

Now the girl

with a sad look

it is a smile

on the lips of a statue

that adorns a virtual

vanity room

earthly existence!

 

PETROS K VELOUDAS

 

PETROS KYRIAKOU VELOUDAS was born in Agrinio, Etoloakarnania, in the year 1977, where he lives until today. He studied humanities at the Hellenic Open University of Patras, department of Greek Culture, He is a European ambassador of Greek poetry in Romania, an immortal academic poet with a university seat at the world academy of poetry and philology AMCL in Brazil. His poems have been translated into many languages ​​and he has received many international awards. of poetry, and his poems are included in international poetry anthologies as well as in the great encyclopedia of contemporary Greek writers Haris Patsis. He is a journalist in the local press (collaborator of Machitis Agriniou newspaper), he is a member of the INTERNATIONAL SOCIETY OF ARTISTS OF GREEK LITERATURE-DEEL,