Dear long-time friends, forever new,
No need for more than just a few.
Exalted status of “for good”
Grows deep roots since childhood.
As timeless ties that bind, embed,
Wild wondrous life still lies ahead.
If worlds apart for a playday,
Yet within reach, FaceTime away.
To share with ease while living through -
The good, the bad, the ugly too.
Past carefree times to reminisce,
Naivety of youth to miss.
The human bond, one of a kind,
Uninterruptedly life-timed.
Dear long-time friends – state of the art -
Stay up to date till they depart.
With well-aged wine I rise to toast -
To my fast friends, I cherish most!
March 31, 2022
Oh, eternal Poetry:
Divine language of the Gods
Soul of my soul
Thought of my thought
Breath of my breath
Heart of my heart.
On your enchanting chest
Let me forever linger
For
Your inspiring heartbeats
I yearn to hear
So as worthy verses for you
Everlastingly, to write!
© Dimitrios Tryfiatis
18 January 2022
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I dedicate the honor of POTD to all my good friends who, uninterruptedly, comment on my poems. I also thank the officials of PS who bestowed the honor! Blessings.
As a general rule
we are all alike
with our faults and merits
abilities and drawbacks
excesses and deficiencies
talents and ineptitudes
Successful becomes the one
who discovers early his inclination
focus his attention on it
works uninterruptedly
is trained unceasingly and
unconditionally devotes himself to
the advancement of his trade
no matter what his trade
happens to be!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
05 July 2020
The one who
aspires a better human being to be
always ought to keep in mind
that
his every thought, word and deed
is
uninterruptedly observed
by
God's watchful eye!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
14 APRIL 2020
One's character
Is
Uninterruptedly forged
By
Destiny's hammer
On
The anvil of necessity
Under
Divinity's watchful eye!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
26 July 2019
It's a new day, today, for writing
A day of new beginning
To start a visionary drive thru
New thoughts stewing
New ideas brew
Holding up, to spin a memory
Within mind, tenderly
Composing, rhyming, balladry
Inside cozy, restful, homey
I begin the journey
With calm and solace, high noon
Of quiet and comfy
The greatness of warmth tune
In a peaceful proximity
At the point, when tomorrow clocks in
Po·et·izing will be done, uninterruptedly
Then on ahead, never-before-seen
Brand new fresh, poetry
Although:
-We are uninterruptedly reminded of death we are all surprised when it comes!
-We abhor old age, we seem to do everything we can to be old!
-We have been taught that love is the salvation of humanity we succumb to hate’s demands!
-We have seen the horrors of wars we never stop discovering more powerful weapons of destruction!
-We know by polluting the planet we endanger our existence, yet we keep polluting it!
-History teaches us that things do not change by themselves, we keep hoping things to get better without us altering our ways!
-We have been convinced of our mortality, we don't make any serious effort to prepare for immortality!
-We are aware of our limited knowledge we never stop criticizing God's wisdom!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
06 July 2017
The tides of time uninterruptedly carry us towards age's shores as mighty heavens decree!*
© Demetrios Trifiatis
31 December 2016
* HAPPY 2017 to all!
A dream I had last night
So vivid and so true,
An Eagle I was, flying
Over places I knew
My wings had stretched wide
To lift me to the sky
To view beauty from above
As far as could see, my eye
I soared over mountains
And valleys of green
Such splendor and such beauty
My soul had never seen
Uninterruptedly for hours
Through the air I just flew
Enjoying every second
Till the dawn near drew
Then I opened my eyes
And saw human still to be
Saddened my heart I found
For wasn’t as the Eagle free!*
© Demetrios Trifiatis
17 May 2016
*I am writing on birds today for a special project!
Will return to my usual style.
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