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I created a new site in January and so far it’s a hit! Here it is: www.monadiko-asteri.webs.com

Thank you guys!

A Dream

You hold me tight.
I feel your warmth.
You look into my eyes with hope.
Then we kiss;
its like fireworks.
Sparks fly,
People sigh,
You’re finally mine.
Then the light shines through my window,
my eyes open up with tears rolling down to my pillow.
It felt so real, it felt so right;
just please come back tonight.
But now I have to face the reality that you will never love me the way I do.
I wake up every morning wishing it wasn’t
A dream.

Class Break! (Thank You)

Yup, I’m in Journalism class and I’m updating my blog! I’m not supposed to be using the computer for “personal use” but sue me, I felt in a “poem-y” mood! So I opened up wordpress.com and tried to log on, but I forgot my password, so I had to go through the process of reseting and creating a new one…AGAIN! I chose a close friend of mine who’s always saying I’m the best poet ever (even though I know like 5 other poets who are better). Hopefully this time I won’t forget my password!
Anyways…here’s a lil something I wrote over the weekend, for Kosta and everyone who has read my poems. (But it’s mostly for him, lolz.) Thank you for always believing, not just in me, but in my poems as well. You were one of the first people to accept and appreciate this “wacky” habit of mine! Thank you sooooo much! This one is for you:

Thank You

We all go about our lives, in this place; without a true face or name. We go about our actions, simply doing as we please. We leave comments and remarks, offering praise as we see fit. And yet, it is not always that such deeds are acknowledged. So often our praise simply slips away and vanishes into the mist. For all of those that feel un-welcomed, un-thanked, un-needed…this is for you. To all of those that have commented on my works, and any that may do so, in the future. To all of those that I shall meet, as time stretches on, and to those I never will. To every last one of you, I offer a ‘Thank You’. Thank you, for reading, for commenting, for enjoying yourselves. Thank you for being yourselves, even if it can be hard, at times. Thank you, each and every one of you; from the bottom of my heart.

I’m Back! (Your Twin Angel)

Hi guys! First of all, I apologize for not updating my site with new stuff, but sophmore and junior year at Hillcrest were extremely hectic! But now I’m a senior…finally! And well, this year I’ve decided to take it easy, although not too much! And to celebrate my come-back, here’s a brand new poem…that I wrote a couple of weeks ago:

Your Twin Angel

I used to dream of love,
I used to dream of hope.
I used to dream of having problems
with which I could cope.

I used to dream of dancing,
I used to dream of flying.
I used to dream of looking,
Into your eyes and sighing.

Now I dream of the time when we stood by the ocean,
Away from the burdens of society’s commotion.
In this dream you kiss me,
But then you push me away to set me free.

In this dream I jolt awake in bed,
To find you gone leaving me alone instead.
I realize in that dream you put something in my hand,
To remind me of you in that heavenly land.

I look down at the card in my palm,
What it was made me go very calm.
It was a simple hologram of you,
And memories flood back from what we’ve been through.

I turned the card and saw another girl,
And who it was made my stomach twirl.
I’d been in love with her while I was awake,
Then a realization hit me that made my body shake.

You two were the same and one,
The card was to show me our love story wasn’t done.
I remembered the words you said,
Before you sent my spirit back to the body laying in my bed.

“I’ll always be with you,
My broken angel.
For with her rests a similar image of me,
But the resemblance only you can see.

You nobly chose to take that human form,
So into it you were reborn.
In your dreams we can still be together,
But on the earth she will help you endeavor.”

You smile and slip the card in my hand as a tear falls to the ground.
You kiss me and my heart begins to pound.
Before you pushed me to the bed where I would lay,
Those nineteen deadly words you were able to say.

“But be warned,
She is not me.
She will break your heart,
And throw the pieces out to sea.”

And with that the memory came to an end,
But with me where did my vision decide to send?
To an image of you, my painful love,
Asleep like a dark eyed black haired dove.

That was the end of my dream of a dream.
It showed me that not all things were as the seemed.
I wish I had the hologram now,
It would show me there was hope for love someway, somehow.

Everyday your blonde blue eyed twin angel’s warning carries through.
But about it I’m not sure quite what to do.
It leaves me with a mystery beyond what I can redeem,
All I know now is that I dream of things that aren’t as they seem.

I Love You…Jerk…

The way you played me like a fool
The way you try to act all cool
All the times, all the lies
And the look in your eyes
Your cutting ironic laughter
If you don’t know you bluster
The pretense of brilliance
Topped with the pretense of valiance
You are so full of yourself
All you care about is yourself
I hate how you’re always going on and on
You can be such a moron
You think the world revolves around you
Your opinion is the only one you value
Do you even care about me
Or the things I long to be
Do you seriously think I don’t care
That the things that you do to me aren’t fair
You can be so sweet
Even when you’re full of deceit
I don’t know what to think
Especially when you’re being a fink
I love you far too much
I enjoy even the smallest touch
Your skin resting against mine
And everything feels fine
But every time I relax
I have a flashback
And I no longer trust you
To always tell me what’s true
But when my feelings finally distill
I find that I love you still

Please Love, Find Me

I watch
As my life slips through the cracks
I run
And I’m never coming back

I’ll go
So I can find “You”
Yes, “you”
But who?

So many
Beautiful faces
I see
On an everyday basis.
But which one
Should I choose
I know
That in the end I will lose

I wait
And watch to try to find my girl
But I’m blind
And all these choices make my head swirl

So many
Beautiful faces
I see
On an everyday basis.
But which one
Should I choose
I know
That in the end I will lose

I don’t want
To throw my life away
For some bitch
Who’ll never ever stay
And I know
I’m not okay
But without love
I may never be saved

So many
Beautiful faces
I see
On an everyday basis
But which one
Should I choose
I know
That in the end I will lose

I watch
As my life slips through the cracks
I run
And I’m never coming back

Love Is A Warning

Love is a word,
Love is a feeling,
Everyone feels,
And if they don’t,
They wish they did,
It’s a topic,
That’s engraved so much,
Confused feeling,
On the hearts,
Of poets who write,
Thousands of poems,
And on the voices,
Of talented musicians,
Who echo their pain,
Into thousands songs,
These thought out words,
These carefully plucked tunes,
Are thousands of warnings,
Watch out for the pain,
They all say,
Watch for the breaking,
Of your fragile heart,
I never quite heard it,
Was never listening,
Long enough to tell,
So I tripped myself,
Into a little bit of love,
His eyes made me fall,
I looked into his blue orbs,
And splat,
Into a puddle of the dangerous,
Four lettered word,
And into the arms of a boy,
Who was waiting there,
This whole time,
Just to catch me,
And I tried,
To pull myself out,
But all it took,
Was a meeting,
Of the eyes,
And I’d splat back in,
And all it took was chat,
His voice so very deep,
And I never ever,
Tried to escape,
That puddle again,
But all of a sudden,
He got up,
Climbed out,
And left the love scene,
Now my heart pounds,
Trying so very hard,
To give my body,
Blood so it won’t,
Shut down from the pain,
So it won’t die,
To get away,
I yearn for his voice,
I call out,
Asking and pleading,
For his touch,
Just once more,
I wanted,
I yearned,
And I begged,
To be in love,
But this pain,
It’s driving me insane,
Love is not worth,
The ache and the pain,
And now I believe,
Every break up song,
Every warning,
Put into the universe
By a withering,
Crying,
Pained soul,
And here is my own,
Stay away from the puddle,
Of the dangerous,
Four letter word,
Stay away from the people,
Who wait there,
To catch you in their arms,
And hold you close,
For a promised eternity,
At single glance,
You’ll know them,
They carry the love,
In their laughter,
And with the love,
Along comes the pain,
When they decide to go away,
And leave you,
Wondering what eternity,
Really is.

More To Me Than You See

Baby there are some things you cannot see
There are parts of me I hide from thee
You want my heart then sit back and look deep inside
There are so many things I have a need to hide

Baby there are things you could never understand
Things that are hidden among this land
I am put down for having faith in one thing that stays
I am put down for playing these cards where they lay.

My heart is still broken, shards of glass
I was treated as though I had no class
Used and broken, left to the next guy
Now do you see why I refuse to cry?

But underneath it all, there is so much light
So many dreams for which I’ll fight
Yet I am so fragile, like a porcelain doll
Looking for someone who will catch me when I fall

I seem so strong, baby, yet I’m so fragile
Look a little closer, stay awhile
Gain my trust, baby, and you shall see
There is more to me than you see

All She Wants

She looks in the mirror and all she can see
Is the ugliness she feels, and she knows she can’t be
Pretty like the girls in the magazines.
All she wants to be is
Beautiful.

Her friends tell her she’s pretty but she can’t believe
The evil lies that they spin; she’s not naive
And everybody looks at her like they understand.
All she wants to be is
Beautiful.

All the boys want her number but they only want one thing;
She’ll never give it up until she see’s a ring.
Her friends call her silly ’cause she’s so protective of her body.
All she wants to be is
Beautiful.

So she lets down her hair and hides her face;
Her mind an empty space.
She feels what she wants and the rush that comes with it.
All she wants to be is
Beautiful.

Never again will she stoop that low; she can’t even dwell
Never again is what she feels; she’d rather be in hell
She stops to think about all that it’s worth because
All she wants to be is
Beautiful.

She’s knows it’s not worth changing who she be
She takes joy in saying ‘I’m beautiful. I’m me.’
Because she didn’t have to change a thing
And in the end all she is
Is Beautiful

The Dream

I had a dream last night.
In it, everything was right.
Nobody had a definition of hate.
Everyone knew how to appreciate.
We all had our separate parts.
There was no such thing as a broken heart.
Peace existed everywhere.
Happiness erased every fear.
Soon I realized it was too much to believe.
Filled with sorrow I turned to leave.
Though it was really tough.
I knew I had to just wake up.

You Know?

You’re beautiful, you know.
You don’t see it because you’re afraid to love yourself.
You need to learn to forget about the shadows lying behind you
And focus on the rainbow that glistens beneath your skin.

You’re sweet, you know.
Your goofy grins hold so much concern and gentleness.
There are no spirits you can’t lift, no laughter you can’t spark.
Nothing can beat your gentle touch or your warm hugs.

You’re strong, you know.
You’re not afraid to jump in mud puddles or change lives.
You make your mark solid and dark.
Don’t let anyone hold you back; you deserve more than that.

I love you, you know.
Beauty counts more in the heart than in the face.
Gentleness and concern is worth more than wit.
Strength has a greater meaning when founded on heavy dousing of pain.

You are my world, you know.

Which Is Worse?

Which hurts worse, The hit or the bruise?
Which hurts worse, to win or to lose?

Which is worse, the lie or the pain?
Which is worse, the clouds or the rain?

Which hurts more, to love or to hate?
Which hurts more, too early or too late?

Which is worse, the tears or the anger?
Which is worse, to keep or become a stranger?

Which hurts more, the break-up or afterwords?
Which hurts more, the goodbye or the having to move forward?

Which hurts more, saying goodbye and moving on?
Or falling apart when trying to hold on?

Which is worse, the look in your eyes,
or the fact that that look’s there because of my lies?

Which hurts worse, the fact I let you go,
or the fact that you wouldn’t tell me no?

Which is worse, that I hurt you,
or that you can’t tell if what I said was true?

For me, the worst part is knowing that I hurt you.
For me, the worst was being untrue.

For me, the worst part was lying to you.
For me, the worst was knowing that you meant it when you said “I Love You.”

As The Years Go By

It’s New Year’s Eve, Happy 2010 everyone!!!!:

Years go by,
And I think about what happened in the past,
Years go by,
And I wish that all the things in my past, would dissappear,
Years go by,
And I wonder how life would be without those mistakes,

Years go by, faster than I could think about,
Sometimes as I flip the remote on the television,
And have a vision, that I could go back in time through the years,
Look at the mistakes, try to fix them, patch up the pieces that happened
Through the pain that I’ve gone through, maybe none of those mistakes would happen,
As I sit here thinking,
The years go by,

Sit here looking through pages of memories,
Flipping over each page looking at the people who’ve changed,
Always wondering, if they’ve ever gone through my pain,
Because sometimes I feel like I’m the only one who’ve gone through it,
Feeling like no one cares,
Feeling like no one will listen,
Feeling like no one will talk to me,

Years go by,
And I wish that someday I’ll soon be able to break free,
To not worry about any of it, and just think forward,
Just looking at what the future has to hold, like everyone says to do,
Try and forget about the past, try and forget about the memories,
Only to remind myself of the good times that I’ve gone through,
Meeting new friends, reminding myself that everything happens for a reason,
To teach you something, as the years go by…

My Letter To You

I’m writing you this letter ’cause I just want to say,
I think you’re perfect in every single way.
Everytime I see you, I fall deeper into love.
You are my gift from the God above.
You’re the reason that I get out of bed,
thoughts of you never leave my head.
I wrote this letter so I could say,
I think you’re perfect in every single way.
These words come pouring from my heart,
there are so many I don’t know how to start.
It was so easy to fall for you,
so easy to love everything you do.
As I sit here and hope beyond hope,
trying to find an easy way to cope.
I’ve come to admit how I fell for you now,
I am in love and I don’t know how.
I wrote this letter so I could just say,
I think you’re perfect in every single way.

Merry Christmas My Love

My shopping’s all been done,
The hectic part of Christmas is through,
But I gaze at the moon and stars above,
And I make a special wish for you,
Merry Christmas my love.
Christmas is a happy time,
Friends and loved ones we gather to see,
But to me, everyday is just like Christmas,
When you’re beside me.
The decorations throughout the city,
Shine bright for us to enjoy,
The countryside seems to come alive,
There’s sparkles in the eyes of every girl and boy.
The carolers sing their joyous songs,
As I sit in front of the fire,
I gaze at the flames and dream of us,
And it fills me with desire.
My dream is of a quieter time,
When life was simple and slow,
We could take time to enjoy the season,
Celebrating HIS coming, made our hearts glow.
I wish you a Merry Christmas, my dear,
Peace, Love, and a Happy New Year, too,
But I’ve just one wish on this Christmas,
I wish I could spend it with you.

Christmas Is Here

Christmas time is coming near,
It’s time to now shout and cheer,
For all we know it’ll soon be here,
The time to love all those dear.
Presents start to surround the tree,
With some for you and some for me,
All of them make people happy to see,
Open is what they’ll hopefully soon be.
Lights are starting to be hung,
Which means the New Year will soon be rung,
And the same old songs will still be sung,
But old is what they won’t become.
The tree is up and shining bright,
The night for joy has come tonight,
All will gather round at the sight,
Because Christmas time is here.
It’ll soon be over,
But let’s enjoy it while it’s possible,
And once it’s over,
A countdown for next year’s will be unstoppable.

Christmas With You

Ice cold snow, falls on the ground, how I wish this could be true,
Because I would cuddle up, by the fire, and lay there next to you.
A Christmas tree decorated, with memories from my past,
Catching each snowflake on my tongue, god please make this last.
Splash my house with color, each light shining true,
11 months of thinking, to get a present good enough for you.
I’ll see your face, and it’ll mean so much, that you spent this time with me,
To see you here, by my side, is better than any gift under the tree.
Come inside, thaw me out, but walk really slow,
2 more inches closer now, and we’re under the mistletoe.
Kiss me passionately, and have every emotion show,
Because here with you, on this day, I won’t ever let you go.

Christmas In NY

Buildings and rooftops covered in snow,
Trees barren of leaves,
Freezing breath flowing from moving mouths,
Horses slipping on icy roads,
New York City in winter.

Happiness all around,
People joyfully caroling on the sidewalks,
Onlookers staring longingly in store windows,
Christmas lights aglow at night,
New York City in winter.

Streets filled with tourists,
Stores filled with holiday shoppers,
Bags filled with gifts
Faces filled with cheer,
New York City in winter.

Its beauty breathtaking,
Its glory evident.
Its spirit irresistible,
Its memory irreplaceable,
New York City in winter.

A Dedication To You

I remember the day
that we first met.
You smiled at me and
told me your name.
My heart flutters
at the smallest
murmur of it.

Those eyes of yours
were the first things I noticed.
They gleam with emotion,
with intelligence,
with confidence.
When you glance at me,
even for a moment,
I’ll always have a smile
on my face after.

Your voice never ceases
to capture my attention.
My ears strain to catch
whatever you say.
You must think silly of me,
clinging to your every word.

A touch or even a tap
will send jolts and chills
throughout my body.
But an embrace from you
is very precious to me.
I feel safe and warm,
there in your arms;
even if it only lasts
a brief moment.

The time we spend together,
I hold close to my heart.
They’ll be all I have left
when you’re gone.
But for now, my only wish
is to spend more time with you.

Whenever you need something,
I’ll be there to help you out.
Well I know you think
that it’s a bother to me;
but I don’t mind,
as long as it’s for you.

I’ve always felt this
strange connection
that we were meant to be.
But I’ll keep on dreaming,
because I don’t want
to lose you.

But is this love that I feel
inside for you?
Or simply admiration?
I probably will never know
and don’t want to find out.

But I hope these feelings
I have for you will soon fade.
Because I don’t know what
I’ll do when you’re gone.

So why do I dream of
what could never be?
Do I dislike reality?
Or am I just afraid
of losing the bond
we already have?

Love Poem #3

Love comes in many languages,
Each with their own song,
And who’s to say which is right and which is wrong?
Some say love is a weakness,
Some say it’s romantic,
But in the end, it’s just a matter of semantics.
Sometimes love is faithful
But sometimes it’s untrue;
but the real question I must ask is:
What is Love to YOU?