Elephants' Graveyard - Νεκροταφείο Ελεφάντων Poem by Kostas Lagos

Elephants' Graveyard - Νεκροταφείο Ελεφάντων

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Thousands of miles I walked

Burnt are my feet

my eyes are unable to see

colors anymore

Dreamless is my sleep

the voices of generations past

are haunting my ears

Now my soul I put to rest

My Creator is awaiting

for me



Μίλια περπάτησα χιλιάδες

Τα πόδια μου πυρώσαν

Ανήμπορα τα μάτια μου

χρώματα πια να δουν

Δίχως όνειρα ο ύπνος μου

Οι φωνές γενεών περασμένων

στοιχειώνουν τα αυτιά μου

Την ψυχή μου τώρα αφήνω

ν' αναπαυθεί

Ο Δημιουργός μου με περιμένει

Friday, August 10, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: quest,death,past
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mahtab Bangalee 20 August 2018

excellent expression- Now my soul I put to rest My Creator is awaiting for me /// Here I am for GOD or for me GOD is waiting!

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Kostas Lagos 21 August 2018

Wonderful comment, thank you

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Kumarmani Mahakul 11 August 2018

Dreamless is my sleep the voices of generations past are haunting my ears Now my soul I put to rest My Creator is awaiting..........so touching and impressive. A beautiful poem nicely shared.

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Kostas Lagos 12 August 2018

Your words are too kind. Thank you

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