Chryssa Velissariou

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Revelation to me loneliness
Undisguised in the silence madness
Relentless pounding darkened heart
...

I 've cut it all!
Hands, feet
I take off my eyes
I close my ears
...

I said at last
Just what I feel.
Thorn the word!
...

Let me be undressed from the garment
Οf the smiling
Οf the starry - eyed
And vice versa.
...

I hope, dear fellow poets, one day
I'll write gently and serene...
Because this cry of mine,
Is not at all, like your poetry...
...

See how I 'm laughing!
I forgot you, I forgot all about you...
There is nothing
Anymore acute.
...

You know what?
If you want
to wake up in
the morning and
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I suffer,
And so I will scratch this paper
To do not cut my veins!
I need all my veins, nerves untouched
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All these inversions...
As if looking at the world upside down.
Death, you dance in the middle undeterred.
Absolute Ruler...
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Chryssa Velissariou Biography

brief bio notes Professor of Physics,47 years old,4 children’s mother. iN 2011 I‘ve even been awarded with the prize for Excellence and Renovation in Education by the Ministry of Education in Greece. I live in Larissa, Thessaly, Greece, under the shade of Olympus the mountain where, according to the Ancient Greeks Mythology, the 12 Ancient Greeks Gods lived. I like to read and write poetry, but I never sought to be published, I post my poetry to my blog «? p? ? ? s? ? ? » http: //www.velissariou11.blogspot.com I speak English, French and German fluently and I can manage with Italian, Spanish and Portuguese. I like a lot translation. I translate my poems and other poems in English and other languages. Lately I often like to write poems in English. You can see my work in «? p? ? ? s? ? ? » and in my new cooperative blog “MaGMa” http: //www.magmachr.blogspot.com)

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Dark
Revelation to me loneliness
Undisguised in the silence madness
Relentless pounding darkened heart
? rratic my life is fooling me
Unrestrained my tongue when I 'm speaking
Merciless criticism as a leech.
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I matured belatedly
I loved passionately
I escaped immaturely
I wounded mortally
I paid my price inhumanly
I was wrong inappropriately.
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