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Afrodita Nestor Feb 2014
My eyes are blind
need no guidance
My ears are deaf
hear the silence
My mouth is closed
the taste is clear
My nose is broken
smell the fear
My hands are burned
My mind concerned
My heart is smashed
My soul is splashed
My life is mashed
My spirit crashed

*Up the river down the drain
That’s the beauty of being humane
Copyright Afrodita Nestor
Afrodita Nestor Feb 2014
There was One
and then were Two
waited Three to be free
never came
what a shame

They put aside and abide
what was left on the ride
It took long just ahead
never noticed they were dead

What is One without a Two?
What can One even do?
Does a Three have a chance?
Or was this only
dream romance?
Copyright Afrodita Nestor
Afrodita Nestor Feb 2014
How do you find your soul mate?
Is it by a chance or is in the fate?
Is it written in the stars or in our natal chart?
How to find this missing part?

How do we know?
Does it have to snow?
How does it feel?
Do we have to kneel?

Why does it hurt?
And makes it all that worse?
When we make one mistake
Are we all just forsake?

Will the other know?
Will he maybe glow?
Will there be a sign?
Or will he maybe shine?

If we ever meet
Will it be on the street?
Or maybe at the sea?
Do I have to climb a tree?

Should I just go on
Or should I wait till dawn?
Has the chance drove past?
How long this battle lasts?

I don’t have any strength
I don’t have the body length
To stretch out every day
Just to be betrayed

So what is wrong with the world?
Why is it so tough and curled?
Why is it so hard to see?
Why is it so hard to be?

I just have the brittlest heart  
That doesn’t want to fall apart
I just have the frailest soul
That needs the one to fill the hole

All I want is just a proof
That I am not the only goof
All I need is just my fate
To take me to my soul mate
Afrodita Nestor Feb 2014
If I were a pirate and you were my ship
We will go out into waters deep

We will go where the sun is bright and shine
We will have strengths to cross that horizon line

We will go places far and away
You will be my company during night and the day

But I am not a pirate and you are not my ship
so let us keep dreaming and get back to sleep
Copyright Afrodita Nestor
Afrodita Nestor Feb 2014
All the colours of the rainbow
make the white
When mixing red yellow and blue
you get the colour of the night
But what comes in between
the yellow and green?
What does it take and how do you make
a bright black or a dark white?
How do you make the colour of the light?
Is it real or is it just us
that don't want to believe
and don't want to discuss
the brightness of the colour black
what is it that holds us back?
Is it a mirage or a matter of fact?
Do we need a law or some special act
to see the darkness of the white
in the light of our sight?
Why does a child have the power to see
the brightness of the darkest one
and the darkness of the brightest sun?
I love these honest eyes
I love their sincere surprise
They are the ones
that make me believe
in the magic of love
with my heart on the sleeve
Copyright Afrodita Nestor
Afrodita Nestor Feb 2014
The fullest of the moons it’s not enough
to lose this feeling to lose the rough
The shiniest of the suns might do the work
to put us out of misery out of lurk

Hiding or seeking it’s all the same
when running trough life without a shame
On the darkest of nights at the eternal flame
Who is the guilty? Who is to blame?

I once had a dream of my future life
Ready to bloom, ready to thrive
I opened my eyes deep in the night
The game was over and so was the fight

I closed my eyes hoping to see
to see my future and who I want to be
It wasn’t so clear as I would have hoped
I felt insane and little provoked

The deception is real as is this moon
capturing the light with it’s own harpoon
The truth does hurt when you say it loud
But brings you sanity, makes you so proud

So why do we hide from ourselves?
Why do we stash behind the shelves?
It is so easy to see the light
Even of the moon in the darkest of nights

And the language of love isn’t so hard
When you speak with your eyes at the lead of your heart
Even your lips will play along
Making the music of your favourite song
Copyright Afrodita Nestor
Afrodita Nestor Feb 2014
What is love I asked a stranger?
What is faith in time of danger?
How do you know at end of the day
If  the one beside you will forever stay?

What is love I asked a friend?
What is faith when you‘ve reached the end?
How do you know if the feeling is true
If you should stay or say adieu?

What is love I asked my mother?
What is faith when you have no other?
How do you know when to make the turn?
How do you feel, how do you learn?

What is love I asked my father?
What is faith when life gets harder?
How do you make the rightest choice?
How do you speak without a voice?

What is love I asked my sister?
What is faith when your life is blistered?
How do you tell which one is right?
How do you sleep without a light?

What is love I asked my lover?
Do we have faith, could we recover?
Do we have hope for the time to come?
Are we believers or are we just numb?

Love is believing in the other one
Love is the light when there is no sun
Love is the potion that we all should drink
Love is the script in inerasable ink.
Copyright Afrodita Nestor

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