Επιμέλεια: Εύα Πετροπούλου Λιανού
The night descends, and the stars twinkle,
In the depth of silence, the soul lingers.
How long has the Earth yearned for harmony,
For a moment of peace, to erase all pain.
The sound of bullets tears through the stillness,
And children’s tears water the sorrows.
When will a dawn break without destruction?
And love return, flourishing with fruits.
Oh dove of hope, fly high,
Spread your white feathers, a guiding light.
Plant seeds of goodness in every heart,
Let’s make the world a garden of love.
Let’s extend our hands, cross the borders,
Forget grudges, and build bridges of friendship.
For peace is not a dream, but a choice,
So let’s make it together, and end the night of destruction.
Let the birds sing the melody of Peace,
And the earth bloom in all its colors.
For in peace lies life,
It is the light of our paths, it is safety.
A Glimmer in the Dark
When shadows lengthen and the path grows cloudy,
And tired whispers make the soul gloomy,
A tiny, invisible glimmer begins to glow,
A gentle light through life’s confusing maze.
A quiet promise, where gentle breezes blow.
A whisper that travels deep into the night,
Whispers gently, “The light will come soon.”
It doesn’t build castles, it doesn’t design grand plans,
But it plants a seed in the heart and mind.
A silent strength, a breath that helps us rise,
To seek dawn beyond the darkest skies.
It is hope, the anchor when storms rage,
The gentle current that guides us to shore.
It doesn’t promise sunshine every day,
But it gives the courage to find our own way.
So hold on tight, to it, to that delicate, precious glow,
The quiet whisper of a waking dream.
Because even when the world seems cold and scary,
The gentle flame of hope leads us to the joy of life.
The Silent Stream
A faint thought, a deep feeling within,
A wild desire that cannot be hidden.
The pen becomes a key, and the page a door,
Where silent rivers flow and await destiny.
It is a visible breath, a soul liberated,
From the entanglements woven by life’s complexities.
A vast canvas, where breathtaking landscapes unfold,
Shadows dissipate, and obscurity is erased.
Through ink and paper, moments take their journey,
Preserving beauty in eternal light, and playing their hymn.
The delicate rose, the elegance of a butterfly, and the roar of the ocean,
Find endless celebration in this timeless space.
A vivid sunset, fading to gray,
Living forever, brighter than day.
Shared laughter, a tear gently fallen,
Within these lines, will remain forever.
Let the words flow like a silent stream, like a flowing river,
A boundless refuge, and an eternally living dream.
In this art, our souls find their salvation,
and the wonders of the universe find their eternal peace.
Hanaan Abdelkader Ashour: Egyptian poet and novelist
Editorial consultant at the poets’ bar website.
– She writes short stories, articles, and children’s literature. She is a visual artist who has participated in international exhibitions.
– She has published six poetry books, a short story book, and a novel.
– For children, she has published a poetry book, a collection of short stories, and a poetry play.
– She has a YouTube channel dedicated to children.
E-mail: [email protected]
