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 chronicles of an insomniac- part 1
 signwmi gia ti xrisi tis agglikis, se afti ti xroniki stigmi mono etsi mporw na ekfrastw
 
...And as the sun set,
I knew my time had come,
once more,
to sing the song...
A song so painful with happiness
and so joyful with sorrow.

Tick- tock...
Time was running out
and even though I hated
I knew that I could love

Tick- tock...
Even though I laughed
I knew... some part of me, could still occupy the decency to cry

Tick- tock
Cold as the sun
warm as steel

I was ready...
but still, I was wondering and wandering
Wondering while Wandering... (tick- tock)

Just like a new- age Hamlet
held the universe in a nutshell... but still was no more than a prince and no less than a king!

Tick- tock
The mirror no longer shows the same image...
And the image no long shall belong to the mirror

Disfigured...

Dismembered....

All in one... One in all... and all for one and one for all
We wandered and we wondered... This sacrifice, is it worth it? is it worth it, even just one tiny bit?

How can it be? How can a sight so horrifying in being be so delightful in thought?
How can a man so slow in theory be so swift in deed?
How can a being so horrifying be so thoughtful in delight?

Time wears by and the tick becomes the tock of the tick while talk becomes a neurological tick for the torch... The one that shines and shows...

So many 'T's in a sentence and yet I cannot forget THE most important answer starting with 't'

THERE.

THE answer is THERE. It has always been THERE. In front of you...

And wondering while wandering I know I'm just as stupid as any other Hamlet believing the world is pure and the word is kind, believing Ophelia could live even if I'd die... Slow in deed and once again, delightful in theory...

''If, amongst these people just one would die from disgust...
Silent, sad, decorous,
we'd all have fun at the funeral''

Tick tock...
Time goes by and your older.
The moon and the sun and the sea are eternal and same in a very relative way,
but you can't deny that you are older
tired, shorter of breath, and in short...
older...

Older and older and one day closer to Death.




I put my boots on and I walk off... Good Morning Sweetheart... and good luck... (tick- tock)


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**Ηώς**
14-09-2008 @ 00:44
All in one... One in all... and all for one and one for all ::kiss.::
::hug.:: ::hug.::
Μοιάζω μ'εσένα
14-09-2008 @ 01:20
Excellent!
Charis (your teacher) must be proud about you... ::yes.::
Αστεροτρόπιο (Jeny)
14-09-2008 @ 07:52
Πάντα η απάντηση είναι μπροστά μας αλλά όπως είπες
The mirror no longer shows the same image...
And the image no long shall belong to the mirror

κι αυτό νομίζω δύσκολα μπορεί να το δεχτεί κανείς.
χάρης ο κύπριος
14-09-2008 @ 11:44
Ναι Αθανασία μου !
Είμαι περήφανος για τον Μαρίνο.
Πρώτο γιατί είναι αξιόλογος νέος
και δεύτερο γιατί αγαπά την ποίηση τη μουσική την ώρα που διαπρέπει και στα υπόλοιπα του μαθήματα !
Θα είμαι ακόμα πιο περήφανος
όταν θα μας γράψει στα ελληνικά.
Μαρίνο μου καλή αρχή !

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