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Poem 3
03/04/2013 18:16What is poetry?
Snow capped mountains
Flowing rivers
Coins in wishing fountains
Arrows in woven quivers
Conventional images of poetry
Mine is a rebels art
Rules to be broken by me
The balloon of etiquette exploded by my dart
Pen in hande, I will end wars.
He who writes for fame, looses his soul
Spoken word brings hope with open doors
Oppression of art blinding us, moles.
Spread the flames of love wildly.
Speak free, live careless.
Express.
Express!
Eleni Aspros
3 April 2013
Poem 2
02/04/2013 18:09It gets better.
A phrase as common as white socks
'It gets better'
stock words, suiting every situation.
Abusive father?
'It gets better'
Careless mother?
'It gets better'
No meal for a week?
'It gets better'
Why tell me 'It gets better'?
Do you fight my inner deamons?
Have you lived my strife?
No. It doesn't get better!
Life moves forward
Humanity decides their fate.
Choose to live better.
Think twice before repeating the
'It gets better'
CLICHE`
Eleni Aspros
2 April 2013
Poem 1
01/04/2013 18:04Shallow footprints
Following shallow footprints
through tarnished places
broken shadows
people once abundantly happy.
Returning to fragmented soil.
How do I live?
Constant dreams of what I have seen
haunting memories of forgotten people.
Can I help?
Following shallow footprints.
Autumn leaves and winter rains
weathering faces, disintergrating hopes.
A generation of wanderers
waiting to be saved...
BUT
By who?
I am following in shallow footprints.
Eleni Aspros
1 April 2013
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