Happy new year

happy new year to all the people in the world ,writers and poets may you never run out of ideas and my your ''pen''never run out of ink ,write with passion with love and mostly write with your love.
Have a wonderful year all  always stay positive and strong 

where do we go

driving down the road all alone after a night to the good old pub
,the storm is raging and your vision is blurry .
For a reason you only know,you are speeding down the road,
something jumps in front of you car
 and you panic at it's glanze.
you stop the car on the side just to calm your heart.
you take some deep breaths and look up.
nothing to see just heavy rain and thunders as strong as bombs
 . you are opening the door and you go outside
,you check around your car and see nothing at all .
you come back in your car,and turn the engine on ,
a moment of silent ....A haunting voice whispers ,''where do we go ? ''

we as writers

We as writers we write for so many things ,our arsenal is the whole spectrum of themes for life and death , from real to imagination .As long as we write ,we are ok ,we are happy and we keep seeing life through our written artifacts .Sometimes though for numerous reasons we can't write and then life starts to become unbearable , we loose our interest in  small things and most of the time we loose our mind on trying to write again ,we are kept sane by writing but we are also need to get insane sometimes to write.Our greatest poems ,prose or stories come after we got insane for a short amount of time when our brain instead of working started just writing.It's so hard not be able to write especially when you have something to  write about no matter what that is ,but as hard as that it's what we write just after the storm we go through it's usually something really strong .When something is drunk with emotions and images can't be something less than great as long as we keep writing after the storm.Many of aspiring writers gave up on writing when their life was hit by a storm ,not all can take the storm and survive but those who do have a strong story to tell and that's why i am grateful for the storms that hit my life till now.

the christmas spirit for me

i never really like Christmas ,it has nothing to do with Christianity because i don't believe in Christ  ,mostly because i never felt that warm feeling everyone is talking about and maybe because my mother was mostly working on Christmas day and or new year's eve . I have to say though that through time it started growing in me .First i started to like the food associated with Christmas ,especially in my country those sweet mellomakarouna and kourapiedes are a must and so  is the food, where we usually grill meat something we like to call souvla .When i started working as well i realised the meaning is much more deeper ,i realised is not about the gifts and surely is not about the money spend on those days .The real meaning is to be  able to see the people you love smiling from what you got them and something more important that i realised later,the joy of seeing the people THEY love being happy  .Another reason i started liking Christmas is because people let them self loose,i know it's the time capitalism and consumerism rise to the sky but people also like to give to people ,even for a short amount of time people realise  that , they are more people in this world than their loved ones .People start donating to charities,buying toys for foster kids or for foundations around the world ,again i know that increases capitalism but at least for  that time it's for a good cause ,i never lived in an utopia i know where i live and how this world is run so i am great full to those people who are giving away something , even as small as a ball .The smile on ones face who ll get that ball is priceless ,you only have to live it once to realise how great it is for them.I once saw a boy smiling his heart out when he received from someone unknown a small cubic rube ,a cubic rube  which is nothing compared to what kids want for presents nowadays ,that kid though smiled and smiled and his eyes shined like a start from the joy . For me this is the Christmas spirit ,spending your holidays with your loved ones and providing smiles to people you don't even know ,sharing the love and sharing the joy of the year .If i could make a wish this year it would be for people to give one gift to charity for each gift they buy for their own,it's sounds stupid and i know most of the people can't do it but for the people who can  PLEASE do it ,you don't have to buy something expensive you don't have to buy something at all .a box of chocolate or some cookies trust me will make a kid or even grown up cry from joy ,just do it with love in your heart ,that's all nothing more have a wonderful Christmas people wish you all the best and to your families as well 

simple Q&A

what happens when you have nothing else to write?
when everything in your mind is being recycled over and over again ,how do you find your new road?
where do you begin ?
where do you finish?
why do you keep write ?
it's not a job ,you don't get paid ,you just write down words, why ?
how do you come up with what you write ?
how did you started writing ?
this are some of the questions i regularly get from people and now i can answer .
There is always something to write  for ,experience ,emotions ,everyday there are numerous inspirations if you just let your self open to them .
For me there was never a new road ,as long as i can lay down the words and create my puzzle the theme is irrelevant.
i begin at the first phrase i write but that phrase often comes after much thought
i usually finish at  the start,i know  how i want to finish something as soon as i start write about it .
WHY ? because if you ask me this ,then you ll never understand the art of poetry or the art of literature in general, of course i need money in this materialistic world we are living in but poetry doesn't pay me with money ,i enhance my spirit and my brain each day i write and read ,to say i don't want to be famous is a false statement but  i don't write in order to become famous ,i write because it was my exodus , it was my  way of expressing my feelings my thoughts  my emotions and my daily experiences .This is how i started writing and this is how i come up with what i write ,

''inferior''specie

sometimes i sit around with my headphones listening to masterpieces written so many decades before,piano concerts ,violin plays ,sonnets and so many more.Most of the time i do this at night when my thoughts are running wild and my mind is speeding up instead of slowing down.In that chaos of thoughts ,i  pick ones i love and put them to words and the ones i despise i lock them in the back of my mind .One of them is the world we are leaving in and the things we do to our home .We as humans we want to believe we are the greatest specie in this world but how can that be true  , we destroy our home instead of trying to make it better,we suck the blood of our so precious earth and we wont stop till there is no blood left in it's vein,no this not about oil ,this is about EARTH our home.She provided us with so many goods and yet we demand even more ,the best medicine can be found deep in her roots but we deny her gifts for healthy life,most of earths ground is prosper and can be cultured but we instead choose to erode it and let it die ,we cut down our lungs and we build more cancer around the globe.we kill our neighbours and our friends for a piece of land we don't even own ,we fight for a temporary life which soon will be gone and long forgotten ,we are not heroes to be remembered we are murderers of our kind ,we are the biggest threat of our kind and the biggest liar as well.We aren't the inferior specie in this world but we make sure as hell we are the most hated one .
i really hope i could live in a different era where people will understand  their role towards our earth and live in harmony with all the species and let technology  occupy a small place of our life instead of it all.goodnight my fellow humans ,goodnight my friends 

way to the top

Christmas are near and new years is coming as well, everyone is thinking all ready of their revolution,how to change their life and what to do next year.Ever since i got my facebook account each December  i see the same post , ''year''please be good to me .People wishing for a year to be good to them and most of them forget one basic rule ,the year is yours and yours alone .The choices you make wont be affected by the year but the year will be affected by your own choices .
Live your life with no regrets ,live in the now cause tomorrow is far away .Its OK to have plans but work  for that plans ,build your future each day on a steady base and not on thoughts and dreams who are easily blown away,make your foundations strong and unbreakable .Your dreams will soon be achieved but only if you really work hard for them , life won't give you anything if you sit and wait but if you Chase and fight for her she will give you everything .It's not easy and the road is paved with difficulties and it's not as straight as you might think ,it's has ups and downs and most of the time you ll be going downfall ,but don't let it put you down ,soon you ll head up again and the momentum from the downfall will lead you to heights you didn't even dreamt before . So keep your head up straight and work you way to the top ...

love story

every winter the two souls meet again .Their paths meet once a year on Christmas day ,their lives are different but their love is common ,they nourish each others soul and heart.Their heart beats only for the moment the two will meet.when they do the time pass so quickly but they don't do nothing at all ,you can see them at the edge of this rift,sitting together in each others arms looking above the stars .The cold doesn't affect them for they have each other ,sitting silently on the edge like statues not moving a finger .For them one day is their whole year ,summer ,autumn,winter and spring ,sprints right in front of their eyes but they don't care for they have each other for a while .The night comes to an end but they are still there , just before time hits twelve they stand up for a second, they kiss below the winter moon and the wind drifts them away

music appreciation

long ago i wrote about music ,a small poem of the power of music.i love music and i know i am not the only one in this world.i love that through music you can feel so many emotions ,listening to the right music can wake up so much feelings in you . I personally listen almost every type of music as long as it's MUSIC ,i am sure that music lovers will understand why i wrote that with capital letters .
Today's mainstream music is garbage simple as that ,they are really just a small amount of true artist in the mainstream scene,some will say that's a good think cause they won't change their style to become more radio friendly ,i tend to disagree on that opinion.I believe that true artists should had been in the forefront of mainstream music and cheap one hit wonders ,attention seekers and auto tune singers should be the minority of today's radio.However this is not happening ,true artist are either underground or not so popular,there is now such thing as genre when it comes to talent.Talent is in every genre and mainstream shit is also in every genre .I really wish that if my generation could learn one thing from the past generations ,this would be music .Sure they are so many things we could learn from past generations but if we can't appreciate a true talent then we can't really learn anything from them ...

a small change

Hello , My name is vaggelis mina and hopefully all readers of my blog are enjoying my poetry and my short stories .I am writing this now because i will start expressing my thoughts and opinions on different subjects in this blog,i will still write poetry and short stories but i will also use this blog for my personal thoughts. I am conviced that by doing this readers will get a better view of who i am and what my background is . As you ll see i run this blog without any ads ,i only want to ask if you have the free time visit my photography page https://www.facebook.com/VaggelisMinaPhotography?ref=bookmarks
Thank you for your time and thank you for spending time reading my poems and stories 

justice and injustice

I am sorry for the language but knowing that might Greek people will read this ,i will be shoot for my grammar and vocabulary.being part of an antifascist group some years before i realise something ,it's good to fight for your believe and it's good to never give on your fight against consumerism and against corrupted governments .The problem though is what happens when someone is opposing your believes but is not favouring the believes of the opposite site . What i mean is that being part of that group i was against violence while  other members were FOR violence,don't get me wrong i am not a hippie i ll fight when i need to fight but i also know WHO to fight .Seeing what happening in Greece with the case of Nikos Romanos,who for some is a terrorist and for others a hero and a martyr , people start praising a man who is going through a hunger strike for almost a month and he is kept in prison for actually trying to rob a bank while carrying a loaded gun and while the bank was full or civilians .
Now he is not a kid as they tend to say ,someone who is able to perform a robbery is not a kid he is a grown man and should be punished accordingly. Now Nikos has asked for his right to study while being in prison and he was denied that right ,in my opinion he has every right to study and finish his studies .The reason i am telling all the story of Nikos is so some people realise that every coin has two sides ,while fighting for freedom and justice you inflict injustice  towards other people by destroying and looting  different small companies owned by simple  people like you and me ,yes nikos tryied to rob a bank and not a small company but he did it while putting in danger innocent people . You are punishing people who have NO part in your war against slavery and then you are calling all the other people who label you as terrorist that are fascist and sheep and this and that .The generalisation of a group is wrong  ,not all antifascist groups are terrorist but neither are all the cops corrupted event though a large number of them is and surely not all companies are a problem ,destroying everything to protest something it makes you no where near to a ''clever'' human being you want to be considered.Fight for your right ,fight for your believes but if you want to be heard probably stop destroying the lives of people who have nothing to do with your problem.Just because  i don't like living in chaos doesn't mean i  like to be told what to do and just because i don't follow some standarts doesn't mean i am a terrorist and neither i am a hippie ,fight when need to fight and be peacefull when need to be peacefull.

the nature's war

night and day the battle took place
through the dark forest it begun
and to the  grand lake it stopped

a battle so fierce and so strong
that the mountains burst off
and the seas raged on

thunders strike the earth with full force
and winds  blew apart anything standing tall
while rain drowned everything below

earthquakes made the ground impassable
and blizzards hit the shore from above
while fire took on the rest of the world

the nature fought bravely and strong
but the enemy forces were  more
equipped with ignorance ,stupidity and greed
they sieged everything in their path
living a trail of death beneath their feet

the nature took a last breath and rose it's head
defeated and pinned to the ground
by it's own kids he saluted death 

the lover one

love is something strong and it has no boundaries 

when love is real and pure 

there are no chains strong enough to lock 

the hands of the lover

the heart loves so hard and so trully rare 

but yet it can be easily broken 

not always from your loved one 

but from everything happening around 

you know your loved one is your true love 

when he suddenly puts back the pieces 

and the pieces just connect 

bringing back the joy and life 

in what once was a broken heart

love gone

there is an ocean running inside
an ocean of emotions
the waves crushing on my soul
making the tears flow
making the hand shake

pain ,fear and sadness
like a tsunami wave
they build up in me
and start their destructive path

a path taking everything with them
destroying hopes and dreams
and drowning all the love

your love , my love
it was lost ,,,

the moment you let your self fall..

a ''goldmine''

left in the middle  of a war
a small tiny spot on the map
land nowhere to be found but
everyone is fighting for a piece

a piece of the ''goldmine''
found deep in the sea
governments left and right
are now our friends

same people who betrayed us in the past
same people are slithering to be in the pact
trying to steal another piece of this small spot
a spot i call home and people destroying it
since the dawn of it's time

life you dream of

put the cassette back on your radio
press play and let your life unfold
life goes on just as you press play
but most people tend to just hit pause
and complaining about not moving on

if you sit around and wait for your turn
it will never come ,life doesn't wait for no one
go out an chase her
go out and love her

make her your lover and make her love you back
chase her like a flower chase the sun to grow
and then you ll grow as well

nothing is given but nothing is doomed
it's either you do something or you just don't

so go out and start doing something for the life you dream of 

shaky grounds

being another number in the unemployment office is the new trend
so many people doing it  so why not you as well
teens start to see the hopes and dreams  fall in front of their two eyes
hopes and dreams that were build on shaky grounds
grounds that some thought were stable

life is getting harder for each and everyone of them
for you and me as well
but my generation still has time to dream
we still hope for the future to come

some of us though start to fly away
we open our wings and expand our horizons
leaving is our only option

this country is broken and corrupted
from head to toes everyone is to blame

so with all the respect i am flying away and i ll see you all from above 

the love of gay people

please tell me the difference of gay couples ...

there isn't one 

love is a universal language spoken and taught by all 

all the prophets claimed love to be the solution 

they never taught hate in the soul

they taught love in the heart and open mind 

when you realise that you might just break some boundaries in your mind 

boundaries that keep your mind close and unable to learn and see new things

 cause i ve seen the best parents being two gay guys 

i ve seen the best mothers hold their child in  the air 

and the boy's smile was priceless 

who are you to judge  a gay or lesbian couple who is making their child happy

who are you to tell them they can't have a baby girl or a baby boy

i am not the one to judge you either ,you have the right to think as you like 

but i don't impose my thoughts on you claiming false statements 

i don't pretend to be something i am not just to hunt down some people i despise

and why ?

 because they are happy 

that's the problem you are jealous of gay couples 

cause when they are together their love is true and pure

they might hide it to the society and might keep it in their bed 

but their love is far more greater than you ever came closed to have 

you get jealous of the fact that when they sleep together they actually 

have a person next to them loving them for what they truly are and for their fake smiles

cause after a hard days work they know there are arms waiting them to comfort them 

and mostly because they know what the real meaning of HOME is 

life is not all sunshine and it's definitely not happy all the time 

but setting boundaries to your happiness  and your knowledge

your life will never be truly ok and you will never be truly happy  

the reason i don't smoke or i don't drink

i don't smoke and i rarely drink
i don't do drugs and neither i smoke weed
i don't care if you do but i don't
the choices i made are based on my life

my only addiction is fitness and healthy life
and my life is photography
my life is my family,my friends
my life is the woman i love  .

am strong cause i need to be for my family
am healthy so i can be there for my friends and family
am smoke free and drink free cause i prefer spend my money
with the woman i love and my passion for photography

i don't judge you for smoking or drinking or being fat
your life your choices
but when your choices turn around and start to crack you up
we will be here to hold you together

cause you see the real reason i don't  do all that
is because i don't want people i love being hurt by  seeing me being hurt
they are not their job to keep my out of danger or keep me up all the time
that's my job and my job only

so for the last time even though i do all this for me i do all this for you as well
i will be alive when you need someone to help you up
i ll be strong enough to help you get straight
and i will be healthy enough to help my family, my friends and my love .

the flowers of life

in a society corrupted and destroyed
few people seek to find their future
trying to build their lives
the foundations are weak
the remaining of the past generations
are soaked in blood
are destroyed by hate and by greed

people don't care anymore
they don't give anymore
their reality is
work food sleep and repeat that
a reality sculpted by the mistakes
mistakes made in the past

young people don't know nothing anymore
they don't know how to love
giving to the man next you is not in their vocabulary
feelings are long gone
teenagers think that smoking  makes you strong
while girls fight for who lost their virginity first

there some people though in the city
real people
parents who truly love and fight for their children's future
teens who study and work hard for their future
and then they are people  who still know how to love
the problem is that you have to search really good to find them
cause they are flowers buried deep in the valley of death 

i write

the worst nightmare i ever had
i woke up and i was sad ,
everything was dark and everything was sad
my life was a mess
and i was so depressed
the day went by so fast
i write
at night i took a bottle of pills
i fall asleep
i woke up and i was sad ,
everything was dark and everything was sad
my life was a mess
and i was so depressed
the day went by so fast
i write
at night i took a bottle of pills
i fall asleep
i woke up and i was sad ,
everything was dark and everything was sad
my life was a mess
and i was so depressed
the day went by so fast
i write
at night i took a bottle of pills
but the nightmare is that i don't know yet
am i dreaming or  am i dead
and i write 

join the souls

at night the souls come out and play 

they feel nothing but they are happy

they are together they are free 

they don't have worries 

the only thing they do 

is seek more people to join them 

the fear of getting hurt

tick tock you listen to the clock
time goes by and you are sitting alone
with a pen in your hand and a paper in your lab
listening the rain outside
and the wind knocking on your windows
you start to write
all the things you didn't said
what you didn't do
and all the  chances you left fly away
and then you start to write the things you did
the things you dared and the chances you took
you realise that what you did and the chances you took
made you heart break each time even more
that's explain the way you are now
afraid of trying once more
fearing of getting hurt once more

rise up once more

one more night sitting alone
alone in front of the PC screen
listening to music
and writing stuff
stuff that sometimes don't make any sense
when sometimes though they mean the best
hurt for one more time
but this time was not like the rest
you were at the edge of drifting apart
and all you needed was a small push
you got that push and now you are swimming down
down that path you promised not to go again
it's hard this time ,its harder than before
you tried to keep smiling and be strong all along
but sometimes it's get just too rough
so rough and so much pain
you wish it could just go away
you kept being strong for your family and friends
but standing on the edge for so much was not easy
it's time to let go again and free you mind once more
this time is hard i know but fall a bit deeper
i am sure you ll rise up once more

the park of life

look at this kid that plays on the park

he is innocent cause he doesn't know this world

this world soon will be his playground

the swings will be his ups and downs 

and the slides will teach him that life gets you down

but at the same time it teaches you to stand up after each fall

this small park is his world right now 

he has no worries ,just playing around 

swinging around trying to reach for the stars 

getting a small momentum from the ''past'' 

to get him higher and closer to the sun above 

even the kid knows deep down

in order to move on sometimes you have to go back 

in order to get stronger you need to get hurt 

to stand on your two feet strong looking at the world 

you must fall down and then find the strenght to stand up

we as grown ups we take this little things for granted

we look them just as a child's play 

but if you look closer you to realize 

that ,the park we used to play

was actually teaching us what this world is all about 

dark eyes

taking a night walk down in the city's roads
having your headphones on your pace is slow
you getting lost in your thoughts
so many thoughts running through you mind
it's cold but your jacket keeps you warm
a strong chill down you spine shakes you up
you try to warm up but the chill is gone
you keep walking on
another chill down you spin makes you stand still
you put of your headphones and strange noises penetrated your ears
they are not screams they are not laughs they are noises coming from nowhere
your heart is starting to pump a bit heavier with each step you take
the lights start to play with you ,on and off while you walk by them
it's get a lot colder now while a thick vale of smoke start to cover the road
not they air though just the road
you don't know where you going but you trying to go back
something though is holding you back
you turn around but the smoke is gone
you ease your breath and you keep moving on
but a strange sound once again makes you turn around
you see nothing but the dark road with no light to shine at all
but as you turn to move , a dark sinister laugh makes you turn again
seeing deep in the darkness you kind see a thing
only a pair of  eyes staring right in yours  

lone company

look at her , look at her beauty that made you stare
from the first moment you saw her you knew
you felt it in your heart and felt  it in soul
you watched her sit beneath the light
a small part of her face was lighting bright
the rest was covered with her beautiful long hair
her move so gentle and so smooth
her smile so beautiful and captivating
she saw you look at her with those eyes
no they are not green they are not blue
but the way she looked at you
you instantly melt down
your inner world started spinning out of control
and your hearth started pumping like a drum
fast forward to the present
you still like her but she don't
you still want her but she don't
so once again a crossroad is in front
either you let go or you chase with hope as your lone company 

walking in the rain

take a walk in the rain
no umbrella needed
just you and the rain
let it soak you wet
and let it cleanse you down

all your worries will  drown
and all your fear will disappear
your soul will feel rejuvinated
and your mind will see clear

but first you need to make the first step
leave the first fear of rain on your clothers go away
rain is nothing  but it's so much
getting wet outside but inside your soul will burn
you ll get cold but you ll be steaming

so take the first step and leave your umbrella at home
walk down the road and let your body be cleansed

like no other night

this is not like all the other nights
the storm is raging outside
and you are sitting on top of a building
lightings and thunders bomb the ground
flashing lights reveile what's going on
the town on flames from the demons play
the angels falling one by one to fight
fight the hell on earth that you have unleashed
as the king of hell you sit in top of you throne
looking down and seeing all the bloodshed
smile and feeling good about your masterpiece
your demons are winning this time
with everything in line they don't stop killing
and angels don't stop fighting for peace
trying to bring peace once again this world
this dark and evil world
not so distant world
a world thats called your MIND 

winter and love

with eyes shaking and drowned in tears
you wake up each day feeling like it's all lies
sometimes you wish you couldn't feel
sometimes you wish you couldn't really see
feel the love you seek and see the person you need
cause like most of the times after you found love
and met the person you seek
it comes the pain of a broken heart again
it comes the ache in your soul that will slowly eat you down
till you are down again on your knees and feeling lost
loosing your self once again
but only to be found again and reborn like
a tree who shed his leaves on winter and blooms again on spring
but same as the tree
you find love and love goes away
unless if you stay strong through the winter
the love won't go away this time

storm and shine

storms come and go
some stay for long
and some for just a while
all of them though create destruction
their goal it's bring darkness

that's what most people believe though
darkness is neccesary element of ones soul
without darkness light cannot exist

after every storm  the sun comes out again
after darkness rule over your
light begins to shine once more 

like today

the first day when i saw you was like today
a nice cold night back when i used not be ok
at first i didn't realised that something happened
i guess i was just drunk  on my thoughts and didnt realised
that a  new life could had started that night for me
but instead i drunk and i got drunk on my thoughts
leaving no space for you at all
time had passed since that day
and we changed together
walking at parallel roads
but walking at the same pace
we both grew
but you have still a lot to learn
i had still a lot to give
and even more to say
say to you and make you see
that the mistakes i made before
the opportunity i let once go
it's all in the past cause for so much time
i think of you and what we could had been
if i only had took the courage and spoke before
but when i did was so already gone
and was once clear to see that you have grown
and i had more pain to bare on my soul

''hard''life

life is  a struggle you know that you have been told that so many times before
it's tough and it's cruel ,the injustice is all over this world
and you just sit and accept it like a passive sheep
tv and commercialism kept your mind enslave
you have no god anymore and not even sure about your soul
you are owned by the money and controled by the puppeteer in charge
they made you believe that you have your free will
and that your life is completly yours
that the choices you make is what you really want
but they are not ,
you are to damn lost you can't even realize  that you slowly drift away
drift away from your dreams from your real need
letting your emotions get lost through each day's fight
and leaving you a soulless puppet
a puppet whose daily routine is
wake ,work,eat repeat
worry ,hate,depresion repeat
that's you and you let them rule over you
no wonder then that your life is so ''hard''

sea of love

fallen in love once more 

and got hurt from it again 

it was not long ago that you said 

love no more 

and yet you still fall in

you choose to swim in the ocean

the ocean of the emotions that love brings

like waves that come and crush on you 

some let you  with scars and some just wash you off

some just make your pain grow more

while some help you sooth just  a bit 

it's the eternal martyr though 

for those who choose to love 

pain and love walk side by side

and to be able to break them apart

love must overcome and endure all the waves

love must stay still and get beaten up

stand up and light the way

like a lighthouse does for the ships 

only then love will be real 

only then pain will allow you love again 

slave NSFW ( EROTIC STORY)

the first time i was a slave for a mistress was like today , raining and windy .
i had talked with my mistress before and she decided that today , she wanted to test my services as her slave.
She was taller than me and with a body like an ancient Greek goddess ,even though in her late 40s she still was in great shape and extremely beautiful .
As a lawyer you could see that she like to dominant the place and of course that includes her bedroom.
By the time i walked inside her house she order me one simple thing, ''go to my bed and get naked ''. in a while she came in with a cup of hot coffee and still with her uniform on. she sat on the chair and ordered me to take of her shoes and slowly massage her toned feet ,while she was reading her book and drinking her coffee ,she ordered me to clean her toes one by one and then clean her whole leg . as i was licking her black polished toes one by one she was just keep reading her book like i wasn't there.i finished with her toes so i start cleaning her feet slowly slowly , after that i started to clean her sexy leg all the way up to her skirt .
- OK now that you have cleaned up my legs stand up
- yes mistress
she then took my cock in her hand and squeezed it hard ,
-this small cock has no power here
she lifted her skirt pulled down her string and pushed me to the bed ,while she sat on my face smothering me she said
-my pussy is your master and you ll served is as i please
- of course my goddess
barely said that while she was on top of me
she then again grabbed my cock and started teasing me
- if you cum before i cum at least three times i will tied you to bed and make you pay for it .
- i won't my mistress
she then ordered me to clean her ass while she was smacking my cock and balls
i couldn't focus much but i kept doing what my mistress wanted me to do ,
i could feel her wet pussy on my neck when she decided to turn towards me and feed me her pussy .
- you have to suck me for 10 minutes while i play with your cock ,if you cum i ll feed you ,your own cum.
i was licking her wet pussy and i could feel her coming near to orgasm, her nipples were hard her pussy was getting more wet each time and she was grabbing my cock even harder ,
- you are good slave , i am going to cum and you will swallow my juices
-my pleasure my mistress
while i was sucking her pussy she grabbing my cock and pushed my head as far up in her pussy
-open your mouth slave i am cumming
i opened my mouth and she filled me with her warm juices , while she continue squirting i kept swallowing till she stop feeding me .
needless to say i was nearly cumming as well but she hold my cock so strong that i couldn't cum.
- good job slave , for your pleasure i will allow you to grab my boobs and nipples while you still suck my pussy.
while her pussy was so wet i could still swallow some of her juices but allowing me to play with her boobs and nipples kept me going for even more .
she then decided that she wanted her ass cleaned again but this time she wanted me to grab her ass and open it.i could feel her pussy drooling over me but she sat straight in my face with no signs of leaving from there,
unfortunately her phone ranged and she was asked to go on court again
-you are unlucky cause i have to go but you have 10 more minutes to taste me sweet pussy and swallow my warm juices .
i had to please her one more time before she could go, she forced her pussy on my mouth and just enjoyed the how i made her squirt once more ...
- you are a good slave ,now go and wait for my message for the next time .
- thank you my mistress
- but before you go kiss my feet one more time
- my great pleasure mistress
-good boy now off you go ...

batlefield of soul

along the dark night the demons are awaken once again in your mind

each night as you go to sleep they torture you again and again 

not leaving you to rest ,are seeking to haunt  you again

and you are letting them in once again 

how many times ?

how many times you have to fight to learn 

sealing them away wont make them quit 

they are there seeking for revenge with every chance they get

you want to be free 

stop building prisons around them 

and enter the battlefield of your soul

cause once you realised what is in stake might be too late

that's right it's your soul and no one but you cant finally kill your demons 

enter with caution and with grace and don't let them see your fear

cause they are not that powerfull but it's time your fear you feed them even more

so for once and last time in your life

fight till death ,if you win you get to live 

if you loose you lose your self tonight 

end poem

he promised her that he would write a poem 

far more beautiful than her

a poem so enchanting that 

even her magical eyes 

wont be as beautiful as this poem

he begun a while ago , the words he wrote 

were pure as the white snow and as pure as her

they were beautiful like the first flower emerging from the snow

and rare as the full moon flower coming once in a lifetime

he then begun to explain the beauty of her

the words begun to seem so small

and then they run out

they are not enough words in any language combined

to portrait her beauty as  perfectly as she is 

with that the poem ended , the love begun

alone and cold

sometimes you meet the love you need in the most unusual places

they are hiding all along in the most secret locations 

but their location was not that secret 

it was just you never searched 

and because she never reached 

seasons past by as she went away and you stayed here

alone in the cold winters you were both

but you never gave it a try 

and she never saw it coming

then time was not so right this time but you did it anyway

you took it upon yourself to ask the question why

and she replied

 the reply was not the one you seek

but wasn't the answer you didn't expected 

and so the time will pass again and winter will bring you both alone and cold

life's symphony

lights turned off  and candles turned on
sitting infront of your piano
alone in  this semi dark room
with windows open
 heavy rainning outside
bur you are in you world
playing like your life depends on it
keep playing all alone
while you close your eyes
images come in mind
you don't play something old
this is your soul playin on its own
playing note after note
this is not an ordinary play
this is your life's play
this is the song of your life
the only one you will ever write
and the only one you will ever play
you have been good till now
and you start to really improvise
putting notes and melodies here and there
connecting the pieces of your life with each note
you all ready wrote your first part
and finished your prechorus
finally the chorus is here
keep playing it and the end will be as you imagine
the end is been written right now and your are the writer
so keep your mind straight and write
write your life's sympony with a happy end note

full of memories

while the haunting  sound of the violin moves through the walls
reaches you sitting on the chair all alone
with the fireplace turned on
and a bottle of dark poison  along
with the a book full of memoirs on your feet
sober or not turning the pages
the memories come alive
you see them displayed right in front of your two eyes
like puppets moving in and out of your sight
playing with you and torturing your mind
who desperately wants to forget but there is no peace inside
as the memories keep playing with you
a  pale shadow comes in front of you
you try to stand up and reach her
you know it's her
she came to comfort you and help you forget
but as you lean forward to touch her face
she vanishes through the walls
leaving you with empty hands
and a full of memories mind 

angels vs demons

the night is really dark tonight the fight has just begun
again the demons have arise from the depths of hell
the army of the angles is coming down to help again
the creatures of this world are fighting for their home
angels,witches,gargoyles fighting against the evil spirits

they are strong but the demons are equally strong
angels call powers of the unknown
while witches call nature to give them strength
gargoyles fight the good fight in order to be free again

but demons come in hordes they are so many and they are so strong
they are even stronger than before and they lot more dangerous
they are seeking your soul again after all this time

they still didn't rest ,they still fight for your soul
they want to eternally banish and torture you

so stand up and once again face the demons coming for you 

killers

while the blood moon was up last night
i was at home playing the dark notes on my piano
waving the lifes of innocent souls ,with each note
keys didn't matter as long as i heard them scream
and with each note a different scream

i could see the fear in there eyes
i could feel the fear running down their spine
and i enjoyd the chase so much
was even better than the catch it self

it's weird though i don't normally feel like this
sympathy for the dead is not my style
but for them i felt a small sympathy

it might was the fact that they were just married
or the fact that they were just two lost souls

but in my defence i made them a really nice decoration over my fireplace 

see us now

a night like this you once wish you weren't alone 

alone in your room thinking and crying 

alone in your bed with only a pillow to hug you up 

it's not the first time you been like this but sure wont' be the last 

it's just nights like this are easier to remember 

remember all the pain that you have been through 

all the pain you caused to your loved ones 

and all the trouble you created for eveyone you ever loved 

wishing you could easy them up for a while 

but your know you can't do much more now but one thing

just sit on this chair and keep writing, then go back

back to your bed and keep thinking 

thinking why you did what you did 

when you took the path of no return and now 

now you just see us from the sky above wishing you could  make everything better

if you had

wondering around the city streets
you don't care about they heavy rain
your coat is all you need
a warm scurf around you neck
your thoughts to keep you company

imagine again your life ,what could have been
what should have been and what it might be
thoughts ,doubts,and regrets
all pass your mind and leave a small trail behind

and while you walk on the empty streets
you realise you are once again alone
alone with your thoughts like before

and you fall into deeper melancholia with each step forward you make
 you know one thing could have changed that all

if you had only talked 

universe and eyes

laying  beneath the naked sky  watching  the cosmos
feeling so small while looking far beyond
on the deep depths of our universe
getting lost in it's magic and it's beauty
getting in a state of mind like only ecstasy can replicate
feeling so small again but so lucky  we were born
born in this planet and be able to witness this beauty
lucky we have the time and space to see the depths of our existence
seeing the universe is we are seeing the past unfold in front of us
the present we are and the future when the stars fall and burn
then we stay on the ground still looking up and still holding hands
this moment wont last forever but in that small moment the universe become us
the same way i feel like looking the universe i feel while looking in your eyes

happy birthday

you came in like no one else before
you choose to give a chance when none else even thought about
you were crazy i could tell but you are different as well
you were just a girl and i was just a lost soul back then

you got away for a while and you get lost
we lost some time but we didn't lost our souls
when you  emerged again something was not as before
cause i all ready knew i was feeling something more

time passed and we drift apart you took on your way
and i took mine to a different path
but nonetheless we still knew where we were
and in time we found out again

yes you are crazy and sometimes you are insane
but you are strange and you  are different in so many ways
but you are letting the world get inside your soul
and with that sometimes you forget who you really are

you know where to seek when in need for help
cause once i told you i won't go away
just for the sake of your soul
stop hurting your self with the mindless of this world

happy birthday Yong 

make the step

take my hand this time i wont let you go
that's what you said last time and you let me go once more
this time is different i wont let you go i wont hesitate
if you just decide and give it a chance

we both know that something strong is here
something that can turn into something magical
something we both want and we both look for
so take the chance we have now and made the choice

live alone each other and wish for the things we both wish
take the chance and be togethere and will see what the future will hold
but first we must agree that we want this both of us
and we will fight and scratch for this
but only if you take the chance 

autumn

autumn came again and instantly you saw people changing
you saw the people who were so happy just being depressed
the autumn brings so much more to some people
and to some takes aways so much

to some people autumn brings the a new era
a new beginning to the journey of self awareness
the journey of transformation is beginning now
and the end is still far away

to others though it takes back the joy and happiness
it takes the to the end of their road
to the end of their transformation
and the end is right now

but like all the seasons autumn is needed
for people to progress on
or for people to let something behind

memories of one

sitting on the rocks ,looking at the raging sea
seeing the waves crushing on the rocks
the shore gets eaten by the foam
leaving behind trails of the disaster
but such a nine disaster you never seen before

you close your eyes and the world start spinning around

you are standing ,looking through your window
the rain falling down on your garden
you dog playing around in the rain and you smile
you smile for his joy  and for being healthy

you take a deep breath and you close your eyes

you find your self skiing down the mountains
the snow is thick but soft
the sun is shining bright but the cool breeze sends shivers down your spine
at the end of the ski trail you see your friends drinking some shots to get warm
you join them and you laugh with them , one of the best friend moments you ever had

you pass out from the drink

you wake up and you  are hiking on a forest
such a beautiful forest
it's autumn and the trail is paved with leaves from the trees
trees so big and so majestically beautiful
you take the right path and go till the end of the trail

you take one look behind and admire the nature and you turn again
but now you are in the cemetery standing in front of a grave
a grave so beautifully made with flowers and words from friends
you look up on the name .....you look yours

soon enough

the times are hard and difficult
living is not how it used to be
storms are raging over the globe
where birds fly and spread terror
monkeys want to rule the world
and sheeps believe they are free

nature is weird in it's on way
it allows it's creatures destroy each other
it let the pain and blood soak in her heart
let the anger and hate flow like rivers
and fill the war's dam for years to come
over filling some dam's and let the hate all out

but nature has  a reason for everything it does
the reason doesn't have to be seen by everyone
but in all this darknes in all this hate
there are creatures fighting the good fight
they are creatures fighting for what is right
and they don't care what life brings to them as long as they survive

cause natures bless the natural fighters of the world
it;s a blessing that only few can get
but that blessing is pure and real
it's lives in each one's hearts
it walks hand by hand with the soul
and together they make a bond so unbreakable
that even this storms can break them
a bond so strong that hold togethere natures values
but this fighters need your help and my help as well
cause if we want our nature to be free again
we must all let our minds free first and
let the anger and hate dry out
and fill the dam , the rivers with love, joy
inspire more creatures to be free and soon enough
our world will be free

deadly silence

some people say silence is good
that you let your mind  be free
some people though cant stand silence
how could they

when you are sitting still in a dark foggy forest
and you can't hear nothing ,nothing at all
cause what you hear is just your heartbeat
rushing and pumping blood through your veins

making your ears close from fear and not listening at all
but something makes you hear slow down
and you start to listen
listen to the echoes of the lost souls
running through the trees and dancing with the leaves
laughing and screaming from far away
but the sound is piercing your brain and you start to run

run to where? no one knows ,the moon's light it's the only light you have
but it's slowly fade away and darkness prevails
the trees are starting to come alive and start to reaching out for you
they are circling you and you  try to escape, escape to nowhere
it's too late ,they allready enlsaved you down
you hear nothing at all but deadly silence

when an angle falls

the storm is raging outside and you are sittin inside
watching through your window as lighting strikes
the more the rage the more you realize
this rage is when an angel falls again

this time  you saw it happen and you let it be
cause after all you thought you couldn't do anything else
you couldn't do anything to stop him from falling
was his choice not yours to make and he choose to fall

but through the rage the anger and the pain
there is still a soul looking for a help
still need for salvation
still need for a  friend

you didn't stop  the falling step
but your time is now to stop the fall
to help the angel rise again
and return to his heaven and be happy again

the grape vines

the wind running through the grape vines
rushing and searching for and entrance in
the doors and windows are locked
but you sit at the window
listening and seeing the wind
as he finally slows down
the moon shines ups
you then open the window and you feel
you are speechless but you feel
you are speechless but you see
the wind has start his night tango
his parnter the grape trees
following the music from the owls
the spotlight given by the moon
they start there mesmerizing dance
you see in awe and sittingin your chair
sun rays hit your eyes and you wake up
seeing the grape  vines intact

ready for war

ready for war ,get your guns ready
get your armor ready and get your head up straight
your war is just right ahead your own two eyes
look straight and look at the end of it right behind
behind the army of  the fallen ones
the army of the ones seeking your soul
the army who wants to make you their soldier
and fight by their side swallowing more and more lives
they may have the numbers but you have the soul
you just have to ignite the fire in it
and let your sould flow through you
let it charge you and pump you up
harvest your soul's power and make the first step
it's the biggest one you have to make
the rest will follow and you ll be just one step closer
closer to winning your war and ending your time of terror

eternal flames

life is hard ,that's a given  no one never said it's easy
nothing good in life is easy and everything must be earned
like most people you have your own fights
your own demons fighting inside your head
scratching and beating you from insided out
trying to win over your soul and make you their slave
you ve fought them before and you won them once
but now they come back and they are stronger than before
they seek revenge and they use your good will against you
their primary goal is to eat your soul and then your world
don't let them win again ,they are fighting for so much time
they are fighting alone without you fighting back
they are winning a piece of your soul each day
cell by cell they are eating you away and making you insane
start fighting back and save your soul one more time
you can't resist for much long but you have to fight
fight till they are is nothing more inside and till they are banish once more
and let them burn in hell's eternal flames

life choose

late at night and you wonder around in town
nothing much to see
just empty streets and shops closed till early morning
it's cold but you don't wear a scarf
just your shirt and had is enough
your thoughts are  so warm that you body is heated up
as you walk down the street
you are getting lost in the thoughts
goind deeper in trance and not giving a fuck
where are you going no ones really knows
you are just getting lost and just keep moving on
you have your head down and just walking on
don't care what's going on around just as long as you move on
but at a moment you stop and raise you head up straight
standing on a crossroad
and sign opposite says LIFE choose wisely

cry but for not much

tears coming down your face
for what ? one more lost love ?
it's not the first time
and sure wont be the last
keep your head up high
and smile to the sun

life is more than heartbreaks
is just a pain like the rest
it feels like hell indeed
but like all pain
this one goes aways aswell

it's ok to cry
and feel sorry and feel down
but remember this
the sun always shine through

don't let this break you down enough
let it break you but not destroy you
let it make you but not eraticate you
after all what it doesn't kills you
just make you sronger  

autumn is real

autumn has come again  showing once more that time never ends
why do feelings come back each time the seasons change
when you let feeling in something magical happens
you see stars far away but close enough for your naked eyes
you see the sun shining bright but the breeze is far more nice
feeling the leaves falling on the floor make your soul warm
warm once with all the feelings you once felt and all that you gave up
autumn is here so let your world feel what is real 

shaking eyes

you see my eyes shaking
you see my smile fading
i wish you could see
where my heart used to be 
to see nothing in the veins between
beacuse my heart that used to be mine
now it can never be mine
beacuse you ve left away
and now it's not alive

κάποτε

kapote tha katalaveis 
kapote tha antilif8eis 
kapote tha me thimithis 
kapote .kapote .kapote
ti mera pou that katalaveis 
ti mera pou tha antilif8is 
tin mera pou ta thimithis
...
tha thimithis oti kapote kapios se agapise.
tha katalaveis oti kapote kapios se latrepse .
tha antilif8is oti kapote kapios sto xe pei

twra psaxnei gia na vreis tin simainei agapi
twra pou theleis kapio na agapas 
s'afti tin gi tin makrini pou moni diale3es na figeis
afises pisou mia psixi pou pantonina tha se prosmeni

tha s'agapa giati tin afises na se agapisi.
giati tin afises na se misisi
giati se misise pou se agapise

na 3eris omws pos afti psixy pou dialises
esena tha agapa kai esena na prosmeni
mono pou tin defteri fora san pas na tin skotwsis 
thimisou pos s'agapise oso kaneis den se exei agapisei
kai pos tha s'agapw oso kaneis den tha mporesei

ready for love

when you are ready 
come before my eyes 
look deep inside 
search for a reason
a reason why you everything is so empty inside

see the pain i ve been through 
see the tears i shed for you 
see the nightmares i ve seen for you 
no you can't say i am sorry

when you where in my arms nothing really matter for me 
your eyes where there to relief my pain 
you touch was there to wipe away the tears 
your smile was everything i ever needed 

see the pain i ve been through 
see the tears i shed for you 
see the nightmares i ve seen for you 
no you can't say i am sorry

i can't take your sorry 
sorry is for the weak
you don't know an inch of my life 
you never tried to know

yes i ve cried for you 
yes yours name is still haunting me 
having you in my arm wil allways remind me
the pain i ve been through for you 
but you will never take away my love for you

the pain of losing you was nothing like i ever feeled before 
so i am gonna say thank you for putting me through all this pain
i am stile alive and loving you no matter what you put me through

now maybe you can 
see the pain i ve been through 
see the tears i shed for you 
see the nightmares i ve seen for you 
because all i ever did was to love you and i will always will