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Rafaela Panagou Poem
For Cansu
If you have crossed a creek at twilight
And seen the dew on petals of a rose
If you have maybe heard an army of angels sing
Just as a snowflake was landing on your nose
If you have ever flown across the sapphire skies
Or caught a glimpse of crimson butterflies
If you have felt the autumn breeze around you swirl
Or fell in love upon a young girl’s twirl
If you have overheard the nightingale’s sweet ode
While she puts her hatchlings down to sleep
In short, if you have ever dreamt
a dream that cannot be
Then you might begin to understand
The beauty of the creature that I love.
Those black, doe eyes that bend the will
Are so unknown and yet so kin
I feel I’ve seen them once before
Within the shadow of a dream
And thus, as I try to recall,
I am trapped within my tv screen.
Regretfully, I turn it off.
From now on, I don’t belong to me.
Copyright © Rafaela Panagou | Year Posted 2021
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Rafaela Panagou Poem
Only in my mind
Will I hold your hand
Only in my mind
Will I speak the truth
Only in my mind
Winters have passed
And summers have gone by
But your touch still belongs to someone else
And my soul cries
Like a violin in an empty orchestra
Clouds in the sky
Trees whisper your name
The sea stirs beneath the abyss
My tears fall
The moon casts its silvery shadow on earth
Only in my mind
Will I admit
My friendship has died
And my hope
And my soul.
Copyright © Rafaela Panagou | Year Posted 2023
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Rafaela Panagou Poem
There is great beauty in sadness
Icy exterior, unyielding, unrelenting
You raised these walls and hid in your fragility
But there is great beauty in sadness
And enemies still want you nonetheless
Heartbroken, downtrodden, betrayed
It seems you died a hundred times that day
But there is great beauty in sadness
And ghosts are even more translucent
For light shines through them with great ease
You thought that you deceived us with your poise
Vacant stare, lifeless words, a raised shoulder,
But there is great beauty in sadness
You never really understood my love
That true grace remains unspoiled by human malice.
You drove away your penetrators, slightly still
Your frozen castle overlooks the hill
An icy kingdom of gloom and silence
Its gates sealed, only penetrable by the wind.
How long will the mists conceal your eyes
My bitter princess, my frail Queen
If Winter’s here and Spring arrives,
Can Summer be that far behind?
Copyright © Rafaela Panagou | Year Posted 2021
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