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Punctuation marks

The punctuation marks, inside the sentences
if you forget them, you are definitely going to lose!
They are all useful, no matter how small they are
You are about to hear them telling you that,
listen to them carefully!
- Tell us, little full stop,
small dot in the corner.
-I am finishing a sentence
I am declaring that.
-How about you, comma
one might say that you look like a crescent.
- I am separating your lists
I am giving you breath.
- Go on, tell us, question mark
what is your secret?
- Do you want to ask something? Just place me there!
- What does exclamation mark has to say to us,
this tiny dot-line with the loud voice?
- I wish, I admire, I am shouting out loud!
- Up and down, there are two dots1
saying to each other, like two little ladies:
' Now I am explaining something,
or am using someone else's words'.
-Here come the quotation marks..like pointing little ears!
- When you are introducing a quote of someone else
you will find us their, before and after those words.
- And the dialogue dash
always in the beginning of someone's speech!
' When you are starting a dialogue
use me there'
-The punctuation marks, inside the sentences
if you forget them, you are definitely going to lose!
Now that they have talked to you
make sure you will learn them
and all of your texts
will be awesome!
 

• 1. colon

Exaggerations

Where are they?
That I lived with
That were worried when I was late
Cried for me like they're missing
They are happy happy
They sleep in hugs!
 
What happened to those who greeted me?
Fake words and they left me
They said they couldn't handle it
They said they'll get lost,they said they'll die
and of course they are alive!
 
And even if a lot of women loved me
I am alone again
And you're one of them
It's in my fate
My life is crushed in pieces
inside your big eyes
And the exaggerations
 
Where are they?
That I lived with
That were worried when I was late
Cried for me like they're missing
They are happy happy
They sleep in hugs!
 
And even if a lot of women loved me
I am alone again
And you're one of them
It's in my fate
My life is crushed in pieces
inside your big eyes
And the exaggerations
 
Love made me believe
that without me they won't live
With the great promises
they are elsewhere or they're in relationships
But I think you're the worst
Who said that was scared of me
And when you took my heart
You left and you're away from me
 
And even if a lot of women loved me
I am alone again
And you're one of them
It's in my fate
My life is crushed in pieces
inside your big eyes
And the exaggerations
 

Feel me

And here you are again in front of me
Just a look of yours drives me crazy
I've been hit by love, my heart *
And I want to tell you a little something
 
Feel me and don't be scared
Hold me to be close to me
Look at me, I'm melting for you
For you and just for you I'm losing myself
 
And here I am again
Protagonist of the same movie
And you have stolen my heart
And I'm waiting for you to appear
 
Feel me and don't be scared
Hold me to be close to me
Look at me, I'm melting for you
For you and just for you I'm losing myself
 
And if it so happens that we never kiss
And if it so happens that you won't become half of my life
A moment to embrace each other is enough for me
Afterwards let's leave like strangers and it doesn't matter where that might get us to
 
Feel me and don't be scared
Hold me to be close to me
Look at me, I'm melting for you
For you and just for you I'm losing myself
 
For you and just for you I'm losing myself
 

Life Lessons

Life,
May I speak to you
To ask you something
And then I'll leave you be
I want you to give me life lessons
To teach me how to live
So that nobody passes me by
That's what I want, to fall in love
Without getting dirty
To not get bored or sad
To lead without being misunderstood
 
Madame,
I want to escape from sentimental slips of the tongue
To become a saboteur in an elevator
That only goes up
To learn how to not lose
In the morning I'll be a boxer specializing in caresses
A make up artists at nights
I'll have a make-up bag with a speedometer
That counts wounds
Hides bruises
 
Chauffeur on a tractor without suspension
I want to become an editor
To put you, life,
For one last time, in order
To hear something that concerns me
 
I want you to teach me to give myself
To become
Something else
I want to be a sensation
To be considered great on the big screen
Life, what hurts you pays
I want to be the thing that motivates me
A pawn in the gallows that escapes in the end
 
I want you to give me life lessons
For you to understand me
And tell me the truth
 
Ala! 1
But?
Am I asking for too much?
 
I want to become poetry without conscience
Easily, slag
Get over it and listen
I can't not think about you
But I can't think about you either
 
Yes, I'm asking you a favor
I have double parked
My ego
In infinity
In a spot for the emotionally
Handicapped
 
I traveled the world and no
Smell
To Lamia
When will you come?
At the clarinet festiveties
In the month of August
Behind the church, I'll teach you
Everything
The pig is screaming
On top of the baking dish
Nice!
Hurry because I'm starving
Nobody schemed with quinoa
Drown and hide the tears
Elias, drop it
And they won't find out in Athens
 
I'll have baskets on your lap
To drive the misery away
I'll give you whatever you like
I'll never betray you
When?
 
Once in a while
I'll even write hit songs for you
The people want songs, lies and belly dancing
I'll clap manly
I'll be wearing disgrace and combat boots
What a debacle
Speak
With so much light, why doesn't the darkness go away?
 
I want you to give me life lessons
For you to understand me
And tell me the truth
 
I believe, yes I believe
In the rumors
The easy rhymes
I believe and I fast
I rob my relatives
It would be rude
To rob someone outside the family
I lie about my height
Okay life, I am not anywhere close to 1.90 cm
And once, I called you Linda
It was a mistake
The passion's to blame
That I mix them up and play the tough guy
Not with the boss
But with some starving Pakistani
I pretend I'm great
I am not an idiot 2
I am proud to be
An angel of God
I'll get a bonus
On my own
Because I came in second
When no one else was running in front of me
 
I never saw such a country
Such a beautiful homeland
And my God
Is the best in the world
And the best race
Is my dark-skinned face
Rooftop, bougatsa and drugs
 
Vegan priest for yoga lessons wanted
 
I want a song without a trauma
Involvement in a miracle
I want to change the world
As long as I don't change
The world should change
 
Intellectual that wants to implement his ideas is wanted
 
I want you to give me life lessons
And I'll pay no matter the price
Teach me about Osho
However
I want to meditate alongside Christ
Yesterday, I ran over a Saint with my car
Injustice
Or hellish circumstance
Couldn't God have found another day to be on strike?
 
I'm not to blame
It's the system's fault
Cuts and hands it out
Tries
Divides
 
I'm not to blame
It's the other person
Not my own beauty
I want to overthrow the status quo, the stolen, the lost, the burned
 
I'm sorry, life
Life, I'm scared
 
That perhaps the status quo is better than what I'm expecting
 

• 1. Interjection that expresses enjoyment, cheerfulness like hoorway
• 2. I'm not buying it

I've Hated Sundays Since I Was A Child

Well, I wake up late on Sundays
And drink my coffee by myself.
With the metro to Piraeus
I look upon my insides and those outside of me.
 
I look around but don't see myself anywhere,
Everything in my mind is a big mess.
I'm not sure if I'm sad or glad,
If I should stay or go.
 
Different faces, mules, seamen.
Who could be the thieves and who the policemen?
I later sneaked into some cinema,
Next to me five or six Pakistani men were sat.
 
The lights go out and I am now a nobody.
Naked women come on screen.
Nobody cares if I'm alive or dying.
My hands slips into my pants.
 
Breath cut short, the anxiety of being discovered.
I don't even know how I got here.
In the week's awful porno,
Sunday is my worst day.
 
I stand at the door, looking for a key.
Everything in my mind is a big mess.
I've hated Sundays since I was a child.
I pull the chair so I can sit.
 

Bleib Treu Cafe (Berlin 1976)

I liked the bars in Berlin
After 3 am
When the blondes would slowly get wasted
Lonely princesses,
Lovers of nothing
On the island of the losers
Silently enjoying themselves
At the losers' celebration
Silently enjoying themselves every night
 
Erika, Maria, Monika, Sabine
Will we ever see again
The snow of December
Fall in the evening
Outside the window wall
Of Bleib Treu Cafe
 
“Berlin, ach du Berlin”
“Berlin, ach du Berlin”
“Berlin, ach du Berlin”
 
His cold laughter
I hear and become scared
The laughter of war
I hear again coming from everywhere
Ah! How easily we forget
The crime blows again from every side
 
Erika, Maria, Monika, Sabine
Will we ever see again
The snow of December
Fall in the evening
Outside the window wall
Of Bleib Treu Cafe
 
“Berlin, ach du Berlin”
“Berlin, ach du Berlin”
Sie heißt Lili Marlene!
 

Naked Shadow

I have now forgotten you
But my blood still remembers you
It's winter
But still deep into the earth
But still deep into the earth
The summer sun is asleep, asleep
 
Like a colour I dreamt and no longer remember,
And like a wound the time refused to heal,
Fleshly fire, naked shadow,
The only thing I remember still,
Are your long fingers
 
Perhaps it was the room's sneaky light
Perhaps it was the shadows dancing on the walls,
And the distant sounds of the street.
Perhaps it was your warm body, perhaps
That made the moments feel eternal.
 
Fleshly fire, naked shadow,
The only thing I remember still,
Are your long fingers
The only thing I remember still
 
Fleshly fire, naked shadow,
The only thing I remember still,
Are your long fingers