A Poem by Giota Tesertekidou

Silence  Old age has passed away.They wove a wreath and decorated the transcendental.On earthThe clouds never metthat’s why the rain did not water the earth.It had not be done.Do not be sorry.The voice is not brought by the windunder the gray window.It was forgotten through the past nightmares.Today it was passed by.Tomorrow will meet the light.Patience.Nature in a whileWill warethe […]

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