Freedom

Freedom

I paired with quietness this weekend,
Awaiting to hear the steps of the pain,
Coming to remind me there is evil,
To show me how much leaving you will hurt.

I prayed for rain, so I could hide the tears,
Just in case they decide to appear.
I locked myself and my six senses away
From the rest of the colorless world,

I didn’t want any witness to my despair.
I was sure I will sleep with darkness, deaf,
Attempting to kill the urge to miss you.

I was ready to fight my non-existing patience,
To give another chance to you, to us.
I expected to say: ” I made a mistake!”
But, none of it happened, I didn’t break.

And I don’t want to wonder why, to ask,
Was it after all a love worth living, was it love at all?
I just want to enjoy the strange sigh of relief and
The freedom, now, when they finally came to visit.

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Image by Melissa Alicia Photography

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© 2010  Broken Sparkles

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End of summer

I started “Scent of my heart” so I could share my poems with other people apart from my close friends. So far I am happy with my blog considering it’s really newborn and I must say one more time – thank you Tom Baker for finding me and introducing me to people like Cherlyn from “Over a Cup of Coffee”, it’s always nice to meet people all over the world.

Originally I thought that I will share only poems, because more or less the poem I post says about the day I had, the way I feel, but today I feel like having something different than a poem … it’s going to be my different post every Wednesday of every week. Why Wednesday? Well first Wednesday is my favorite day of the week and second I like the American way of saying :” Happy Hump Day- Happy middle of the week!”

I woke up this morning to find out that the chilly wind is back again. A week ago temperatures dropped down and I thought: ” Oh, the summer is going away!”, but then after few days it was sunny and hot again … until this morning- when my bare feet felt the cold marble floor, which usually in the heat is so nice to walk on to, when having coffee outside on the balcony wasn’t pleasant without a jumper.

I love summer! Having in mind I was born and I have lived for 24 years in a country with very deep winters, mountains of snow and minus degrees, against all odds I just love summer and heat. I absolutely adore the strong sun, the smell of sand and salty water in the air, the light clothes, the long days, the hot nights with open windows and the sound of singing insects. I love Athens in august. It’s really hot, but empty. No traffic, no buses full of people, no politics working in the parliament to accept unacceptable laws to make people to strike, demonstrate and block the roads unhappy and angry with the government, just happy tourists exploring the town, speaking different languages, taking photos …

This summer was a great summer for me. I managed to free myself from all feelings and people making me suffer, I managed to feel myself again, confident and happily smiling, I went on a trip to London and I sure felt really royal visiting palaces and historical monuments, I spent a week on a Greek island enjoying the sea and the beach, I filled myself with energy to face the winter that will come soon.

And today feeling the cold it made me a bit sad … I wish the summer lasted a bit more … I wish I had for a bit more the sun- tanned skin and my painted toe- nails in sandals. But they say nothing really lasts forever and I guess that goes and for summer …

How about you? Do you have a favorite season?

I hope all of you had a very good start of the week and it will end even better! Happy Hump Day world!

Me on the beach in Eretria,Evia – summer 2010

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© 2010  Broken Sparkles

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I love you life …

I love you life …

Forgive me life for I’ve abandoned you,
for I’ve left you behind and placed you
in the bottom drawer of my desk.

I walked on streets so dark and
I let the dirt on the way to happiness
to poison me, to kill me slowly.

I let the past to become my present
and forgot about the million juicy signs
about future with promises and glow.

I on purpose dipped in grief and pain,
because of the unfulfilled love I felt,
instead of staring at the stars, at beauty.

I’ve played “hide and seek” for so long,
trying to escape unavoidable roads,
when I could’ve freely fly to new adventures.

I myself chose to stay in a lonely place,
where very little joy has ever been and it will be,
instead of grabbing the first train to freedom

and finding how the best part of everything is
the smell of fresh coffee in the morning
and the color of a white rose that blossoms.

But today life, I woke up newly born.
I will now learn to walk, talk and grow
and this time I will practice to reach perfect.

I will experience everything for a first time.
I will love and dream with a whole new concept,
keeping only the moments when I smile.

I might fall, I might hurt, I might make mistakes,
but I will never set a foot in the land of misery
and self-torture that I just left.

But most of all I will remain grateful for any passion
my heart felt and will feel, because life I truly, crazy
love you and I am now going to live you.

 

Image by RedSheep Photography

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© 2010  Broken Sparkles

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