Αbout poetry
Poetry
Is a very demanding woman
She knows how powerful are the words
THey can win a war
The right verses must be used
Poetry
Needs loyal men
Needs time
And caring
As you take a white paper
And you give your self
Creating sentence s
With your heart
A woman need so
Much caring
As the poem
Is ready
To come out of your
Stomach
Or your heart
Feelings Never spoken
Feelings never shared
A woman was never loved...
Poetry
It is the way
We see love
Ourselves
Be loved
Wishes to become true
Poetry
Is our freedom
©®Eva Petropoulou Eva Lianou Petropoulou
Melita Ratković
O poeziji
Poezija
Vrlo je zahtjevna žena
Ona zna koliko su moćne riječi
Oni mogu dobiti rat
Moraju se koristiti pravi stihovi
Poezija
Treba odane muškarce
Treba vremena
I brižna
Dok uzmete bijeli papir
I daješ sebe
Stvaranje rečenice s
Svojim srcem
Ženi je tako potrebno
Mnogo brige
Kao pjesma
Je li spreman
Da izađe iz vašeg
Trbuh
Ili svoje srce
Nikada izgovoreni osjećaji
Nikada podijeljeni osjećaji
Žena nikad nije bila voljena...
Poezija
To je put
Vidimo ljubav
Sebe
Budite voljeni
Želje da postanu istinite
Poezija
Je li naša sloboda
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Неопалима Купина Прийдешнього
ΑπάντησηΔιαγραφήВже впали сльози Сонця
На перший подих Осені,
Я стала поміж Весен,
Сріблясто-синіх і німих, акрилових.
Оту росинку дивну, хто ж мені?
Отою зрілою весною проросте…
Весь світ завис на волосині бабиного літа,
Весь світ чекає Перемоги, Світла.
А я – пройтись по Небу
Босими ногами.
На варті Миру
Вмитись
Синіми сльозами.
The Unburnable Bramble of the Future
Tears of the Sun have already fallen
At the first breath of Autumn,
I stood between Springs,
Silver-blue and speechless, acrylic.
Who is this strange dewdrop for me?
With that ripe spring, it will grow...
The whole world hangs by a hair of Indian summer,
The whole world awaits Victory, Light.
And I - walk through the Sky
With bare feet.
On guard for Peace
Wash myself
With blue tears.