ρ δ’ μς οκ ξ σου τν λεγντων τν κρασιν ποιουμνους, λλ τος μν προσχοντας τν νον, τν δ’ οδ τν φωνν νεχομνους. κα θαυμαστν οδν ποιετε• κα γρ τν λλον χρνον εἰώθατε πντας τος λλους κβλλειν, πλν τος συναγορεοντας τας μετραις πιθυμαις.

Σάββατο, 23 Αυγούστου 2014


Words are
which gaze the look

The hours of thoughts
that travel on the lips

As the pencil supplies blood
to the sea of ​​thoughts

As the god who writes
the future of the people

And multiply the feelings
embraced by the subsequent memories

Because falling in love phrases
with the lips of writing
that like eyes are gazing the future

Since with common words
are combined people in every corner
of infinity of the Earth
with love whitch travels from face to face

Yannis Politopoulos

2 σχόλια:

  1. A beautiful photo by your son, the colour of the sea is amazing.
    Your words are always wonderful dear Yannis, you share them from your thoughts and they travel from heart to heart.
    hugs dear friend
    xoxoxo ♡

  2. The power, gentleness and intoxication of words. It is good that their are craftsmen like you who recognise their wonder. :)