Make no mistake dear passerby
It isn't Deaththat laughs like a raven
upon the scarecrow of your existence
It's Life that slipped away while you
were making theories about living
Μην μπερδεύεσαι περαστικέ αγαπητέ
Δεν ειν' ο Θάνατος που σαν κόρακας γελά
πάνω από το σκιάχτρο της ύπαρξής σου
Ειν' η Ζωή που ξεγλίστρησε την ώρα
που θεωρίες έφτιαχνες για το πως να ζεις
Our lives truth, brilliantly and unforgettably said! 'Life that slipped away'.......
We must not let melancholy turn into misery. That's when we are becoming scarecrows. Thanks Sandra
Wonderful poem woven by a brilliant mind. Very perceptive and with a meaningful message.
I like the way your mind works-- rare it is to find a mind that sees the Mystery
What a well crafted and intelligent poem. I confess that these lines knocked me to my knees--'It isn't Death that laughs like a raven upon the scarecrow of your existence'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An outstanding short poem, very profound, goes to my favorite.
Thank you Chito. I'm flattered