The Children Of Stone-Sakis Athanasiadis Poem by sakis athanasiadis Grecce

The children of Stone

Your secrets you know they have
With code in machine
And the voice you him they mill
In bucket night it is lost

In the pictures of Saints
You will see your street of closed
Church alone habit
To kneel the enemy

In a cry if you wake up
Pain that will ask help
It will not be of yes night fairy tales of
But your children the truth

That their dreams of did not forget
And put colours in grey
It should they behind gave to us him
In the night they searched little
Cop.2011 Sakis Athanasiadis- Greece

Round the Fire

Above from the fire
They dance tall
Ghosts many
Before they are lost far

Round the fire
The world mine
And by me you
The secret in my light

Never I will not write
For this what has left
Never I will cry
For this what will become

Never I will not change
My fire will remain
And my voice will become more possible…
More possible…

A magic embrace
Under the stars
Around from the fire
Thousand your friendship
Cop.2011 Sakis Athanasiadis- Greece


Karelia Casket

I can
Tally I look at
The grey sky
Because I will cry

Some god
That in they will be it kills
Yes dead
From the fall

In the sea you live
Above from the wave
OR in mountain
Somewhere in China

One evening I will cheaply find the step
Karelia in casket
With your candle I will turn on him
Afterwards again alone I will cry

No time extinguishes you the street
Return I am alone
Karelia cheaply in casket
Twenty years eternal hunger

Certain small
That is my son
With your guitar
It will play front my
in the father
Cop.2011 Sakis Athanasiadis- Greece
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