Χμμ.. αυτή είναι η πρώτη φορά που θα δώσω κάτι δικό μου στο φόρουμ... :P
Θα με ενδιέφερε να ακούσω τις απόψεις σας. Ξεκαθαρίζω ότι είναι ένα απλό ποίημα, δεν το έγραψα ώστε να μελοποιηθεί - όπως και φαίνεται άλλωστε...
Narcissus
Captured by his reflection,
The River’s son,
With naiad’s freshness
Whispering in his golden tresses.
*
Echoes fiddle with his frailty,
Crave to crawl within his skin
And like playful nymphs
With their sighs embrace him.
*
Alas! The Echoes gait with haste
Descending like the firmament
Amidst the waters; moaning,
Drowning,
With the sun’s golden threads.
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And in a moment’s time
The waters, brimming with beauty,
Rich in foam and freshness,
Glistened -
To then proclaim tranquillity again.
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