Biography of Constantinos Grigoriadis
'When my voice cannot describe with words my feelings
Then I open the door inside me
and the fantasy drives my thoughts
to make my feelings words.
Where the words use the philoshophy
to make you see the world
with the eyes of my soul
and my poems speak to your heart.'
(Constantinos Grigoriadis is a Greek writer - poet.
Born in Thessaloniki-Greece.
A number of his poems have been translated in many languages and have been included in Anthologies, Post Cards, Web Sites for Poetry etc...}
A new book (DEAR SOUL) with Constantinos Grigoriadis' poems is already out for sell.
The poems of this book contain themes about Intentity, Life, Death and Love.
A part of the poetic themes in this book are imaginary,
other parts are based on the confessions from people around the writer about their lives...
and a small part of the themes contain the personal thoughts, expiriences and views of the writer.
Copyright by Constantinos Grigoriadis © All rights reserved
Constantinos Grigoriadis's Works:
DEAR SOUL - MIA CARA ANIMA
Constantinos Grigoriadis Poems
I asked myself who iam. I was looking for identity. I felt the silent of my soul. No answer.
Love Without Tomorrow
I made love to you like there was no tomorrow. I transferred my life to you. I had put fire to my soul. I was burning inside my dream.
Give It Your Name
There is a place in my heart A lonely place, that nobody knows exists... A unique place.
We Singing Just For You
Look at the stars they see you. Feel the stars they touch you. Hear the stars they singing. How much they love you!
It is not the hours, not the days and the years and all that which I want to live again. It is just the moments...
I fought the loneliness with my fantasy, I traveled into a dream world A world non-existent for the others...
I had close my suitcase and i looked at this. There, was a part of my life. I let a tear. I knew the past was over,
From God i got my life. From nature I got the loneliness From my family the principles From my past my mistakes...
The Cry Of My Soul
I started to hear. I heard words, words, words Sweet words Bitter words
No Compassion For Killers
I killed my feelings... For you. I killed my dreams... For you.
A Love Frozen In Time
An old picture I hold in my hand. It’s me and you and our love…frozen in time. A silent witness, after many years, of a great love that no longer exists.
Life In The Garbage
The days in life, if you don't use them correctly, and you spend them without doing things that you love, it is like a good meal that you don't eat during the day and you throw it to the garbage.
The loneliness makes bigger the animal that you have inside And then you search for a refuge, a hug to hide. Life is a deceit, an infertile solitude without a hug. The passions increase and strengthen the despair of loneliness.
Thoughts bring dreams. Dreams bring desires. Desires bring passions. Passions bring dependencies.
The Road Of Hope
If the road of hope make you tired,
we will exist.