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written by: Poli Miltou



You are the wind, you carry myrrh with you.
I want to kiss you so I will lean
where your shadow is shaped,
Mom, to inhale your perfume!

You are a wounded wind, scattered
along with that of Father’s, tangled.
I can’t hear any you, I don’t have you, I never did
I found this way to come closer to you.

You are both the wind, a wind that freezes me
the distance to the stars is hurting me.
A wind blew again this day next to me.
I opened my hands for an embrace

Only the wind is left for me, emptiness and despair
You both are for me only an invisible phantom.
Empty is the place which I stretch out to reach,
so to leave a kiss to an imaginary shadow.

Maybe if I come closer, you will become real.
Your memory inside me is indelible.
Always with me, I have you inside me
you are both for me who I am and what I want.

A wind blew and scattered the vision
And I was left there seeking lost dreams.
My arms are stiff, I feel pain
I seek for your existence with a deep longing…

You are only the wind, you both are only the wind, nonexistence.
But I was blessed to have your name!

Poli Miltou

Poli Miltou

My name is Poli Miltou. This is my author's pseudonym, I chose it in memory of my parents whom I never met, and I think it characterizes me. I really love animals, flowers, birds and children. For this reason, I have also decided and obtained my degree from the University of Ioannina and I have been working for many years as a Teacher at Primary Schools of the State. I have the TOEIC in English and I speak Albanian. In Albania I became a Nun by Archbishop Anastasios and I served for many years as a teacher at IEK (Institute of Vocational Training) of the Archbishop, where I taught Greek Language and where, due to my studies in Literature, I also had the responsibility of criticizing and selecting literary books of the institute's Library. I also have taken painting lessons. In the past I even took part in a painting exhibition with other artists. Now, I live in Greece again and I work as a Teacher in public schools, while I also deal with writing and poetry. I have also published two books so far. A novel and a book with short stories from life. Αnd I hope I can continue as a writer.
Poli Miltou

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