ΕΥΑ ΛΙΑΝΟΥ ΠΕΤΡΟΠΟΥΛΟΥ - ΠΟΙΗΜΑΤΑ

 I miss the hug

A hug that they give you and you forget the weaknesses of your existence.

I miss a kiss

The kiss that someone give you and your stomach make those noise like is full of butterflies

I miss the smile

That childish smile that you have

U are smiling and all nature become

Pink

I miss the walk to the beach

The waves

The perfume of the salt

I miss the sunshine and the sunset

All the simple things that I had

I miss the generosity of people

I miss the kindness of grandparents

I miss the relaxing moments of drinking a coffee

Now, they all want your friend, your position, your talent, your contact, your potential, your life almost but no one...

Nobody want to get in your shoes

They are too tight.!!!! 

©®Eva Petropoulou Eva Lianou Petropoulou

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Ι do not belong...

All your life they teach how u must do, think, act, love, live, smile

All the years of education they teach how u must be present, dress, talk, feel...

All the time at your job they teach u how u behave, how u must seat, react, claim, interfear, communicate...

All that faces they teach me..make me feel that i do not belong

I do not belong in half truth

I do not belong in that small garden

I do not belong in the words that was never said

I do not belong in small boxes that keep the smile of the morning

I do not belong in shoutting and builing  .

I don't belong in love, i never get

I do not belong in the incertain possibilities

But i do belong in myself

And in the possibility of climbing a big mountain

Maybe never go to the top..

But  i do belong in my dreams..

©®Eva Petropoulou Lianou

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