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
Bravo, this is exceptionally good! ! ! I expect this to be poem of the day! !
Whoa! Definite food for thought! 'Live it, don't merely theorise'! Great write, Kostas! : -)
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