ΜΑΤΙΝΑ ΜατίναΚΑΡΑΜΠΑΛΗ Καράμπαλη
Poems of the Faded Rose
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Poems of the faded rose Ματίνα Καράμπαλη Ποίηση [2358]0712/12 Ματίνα Καράμπαλη Αθήνα, Ιούλιος 2012
ISBN 978-960-9607-81-0
Το παρόν έργο πνευματικής ιδιοκτησίας προστατεύεται κατά τις διατάξεις της ελληνικής νομοθεσίας, (Ν. 2121/1993, όπως έχει τροποποιηθεί και ισχύει σήμερα) καθώς και από τις διεθνείς συμβάσεις περί πνευματικής ιδιοκτησίας. Απαγορεύεται η καθ’ οιονδήποτε τρόπο ή μέσο (ηλεκτρονικό, μηχανικό ή άλλο) αντιγραφή, φωτοανατύπωση και γενικώς αναπαραγωγή, μετάφραση, διασκευή, αναμετάδοση στο κοινό σε οποιαδήποτε μορφή και η εν γένει εκμετάλλευση του συνόλου ή μέρους του έργου χωρίς τη γραπτή άδεια του δικαιούχου συγγραφέα.
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Στον Γιάννη, τον Σπύρο, και τη Φραντζέσκα…
Faded Rose
Love is like a rose, Sir it wilts and fades away. Lovers share their passion and depart this life someday. So, I offer you my love this moment, this day, for the shadow of death surrounds us. Sir, take my love! Pray!
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Artemis
Pray to her, worship her Adore the majesty of her arrow. Listen to her, feel her Bow to the sanctity of her chastity. Pure goddess, maiden huntress, Offspring of Leto and Zeus. Artemis is her name, Shooting wild beasts is her game. Unique Amazon leader, Goddess of hunt. Her bow is a threat, Her arrow provokes death.
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Distance
“I feel insecure today”, My lips would say, for us I pray Outside in the empty streets Walking alone, my heart bleeds. “Sorrow” is the word Depression is not an illusion, my lord, Your absence aggravates my open sores. Your distant soul cracks my bones. Endless bridges, vacant paths, Down my way I fear so much. Black tears, black veins, black heart, My world is dead black and we’re still apart.
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Subway
The tall, dark, mysterious man screamed in pain, when the bullet ripped his intestines. Seconds later, the sweet sound of silence echoes in our ears…
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Tonight
Tonight I fade into you Tonight I fade into your soul Tonight I fade into your words Tonight I fade into your insults Tonight I fade into your accusations Tonight I fade into you. Tonight you’re so near to me Tonight I cannot reach you Tonight our bridge is broken Tonight you’re distant Tonight I’m lost. Tonight, oh God, you’re so near to me. Tonight your ship sails away Tonight your cigars suffocate me Tonight your words strike me Tonight your reasons confuse me Tonight your game does not amuse me Tonight your ship sails away.
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Goodbye
She possesses a veil a black widow the foe of the day.
Good night Mr. Mr. Pear!
I missDo you, you seem to fear? You have what I was thinking. For Ino sawidea a drop of tear. I did not know everything. Looknot deeptold in myme soul, my love, They had everything. For I’m tormented by your will.
Why apologize? Tonight your does here. not amuse me Why bother? Yougame are not sails away. WordsTonight soundyour likeship bullets. They hit me ruthlessly. I’m in pain.
Your absence aggravates my open sores. Your distant soul cracks my bones.
I should be there. I should kiss you goodbye. Her bow is a threat, He told me youprovokes wanteddeath. to see me. Her arrow Cries filled my soul with misery. A sense of remorse Redemption to cause. She stretches her wings A song she brings A violin’s strings.
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Gone
The touch of your hand The cuddling, the kiss There is warmth in your arms You are not gone. The seek of your love The wounds of the past My mind is lost You are not gone. Your eyes on me I ask for your help There is a reason you are here You are not gone. My hopes on you You care not The game ends here You choose to leave.
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