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Fallen Angel1_
When u have the body cover, your eyes covered, your hands covered but your mind can create a world of love and beauty…
U are a fallen Angel
When u have been in a toxic relationship, no matter if is your close friend or family or your wife or your husband and you manage to get out intact, with your heart full of hope
U are a fallen Angel
If you were even builing about your sex, your ability to learn too slow or to eat too much or to cry for everything, or to be too sentimental
U are a fallen Angel
If you are broken and you try to fix the other without asking for understanding or compassion or even someone be there with you in your hardest times…
U are a fallen Angel
As this world goes through difficult times and become more and more dangerous for women and children, I pray to you Fallen Angel…
Put back your beautiful wings
This world needs you to heal!!!!
©®Eva Petropoulou Lianoy
2_ A poem for HUNGER….
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Hunger
Eva Petropoulou Lianou
My teeth hurting
Hunger at the morning
At the afternoon
Late at night
Human eat human
With their eyes
Their ears
And want it more
After left the bones
In the middle of the street
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Hunger
A virtue that can kill the most kind man
Hunger
is the curiosity of the life of the other
As i have no life
As i have no interest in creating A better future
Learn to eat and eat
To the others houses
When they are not in.
Learn to leave
In their shadows
I wonder why we must use forg or spoon
Is much better with my hands
My white innocent hands
Eating words
Eating news
Eating lies
Eating promises
Eating like the tomorrow will never come
The past will never end….
Eva Petropoulou Lianoy
Author children literary
Poet
Greece
3_ And…
As the days go by
Moments
Hours
For me time has stopped
In your kiss
I remember the time before
Or the after
But in between
My soul touch your soul
My time become your time
My heart felt your heart
I lived in the present
In future
In past
Thank
I lived in the darkness
I see the light through your eyes….
As days go by
Wishes seems important
Dreams seems possible
My heart I keep in a small wooden box
Until I meet you again
©Eva Petropoulou Lianou
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