Category: Poetry
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Intimum Thoughts: Psychology and Poetry – How verse can lead to the Self
Psychology Poetry Snapshots by Intimum Spyridon Kakos Abstract: Psychology poetry can transform a person and help us see what we already feel. Through verse, we can explore the Self. Art allows us to express deep feelings that remain unspoken, especially the ones related to the abysmal foundation of our being. There is science backing all…
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Memory. Μνήμη.
Gods do not die. Faith diesof the ungrateful mob of mortals.Gods are immortal. From our gazesilver clouds hide them.Oh holy Thessaly, they still love you;Their sould still remember you.In gods, as in us, memories blossom,the pulses of their first love.When with love the light of dawn kisses Thessaly with lovesap from the life of godspasses…
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Old faded photographs...
We believe sand castles die quickly. But they last more than us. For you see, we die every second! Reborn again. Only to die once more... And our photographs will become faded memories. And the sand will still be there. For the next kid to play as well...
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Alive! [Poetic terror]
Oh, terror! Will I die? Erased from the pages of existence? Will I seize to be? Breathless. I can almost feel the darkness. Flying in empty space. Beyond the rings of Saturn. I can almost listen to the whisper of silence. Empty. (Can anything be empty?) Rays of light. I can almost feel the warmth…
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Insignificant specks...
Vast universe. Huge planet. Look. In the desert. Insignificant specks. In the forest. Smiling. Walking down the road. (Good morning Madam!) Crying. Playing on the street. (Do you remember yourself as a child?) Cherries. Look. Feel the cold water. In a million years... We will not be here. Insignificant specks. Die. And the cosmos will…
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