A single mother of 3, I was born and raised in Greece, but spent most of my adult life in the US, where I went for studies in engineering. I currently live and work in Greece, enjoying the laid-back life style, the warm weather, the bright sun and the blue sky almost every day of the year and the sense of belonging. My poems reflect my psychological status at the time; I always get a kick out of reading an old poem realizing how differently I used to see my life back then... more »
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CeCe Lamberts Poems
Chance or Choice?
Life is about chance Life is about choice What if I’m your chance But you’re not my choice?
People in my life
Walking down the path of life, A path often hard, uphill and difficult I meet people who walk by my side Some of them choose to touch me
I wanna cry
I wanna cry for everything I've missed I wanna cry for my youth that's gone by I wanna cry 'cause today I realize that I've lost my soul I wanna cry for the endless violation of my personna
Marriages are made in Heaven
'Marriages are made in heaven' so say people in India a good marriage can your life lengthen it can be your ultimate good karma.
I met my fate
Some time ago I met my fate I met my fate in two brown eyes Saw him and knew he was my mate so funny, cool, but yet so wise.
One-night stands: so painful the day after, so exciting before they happen, so much anticipation and hope
I cried today on Mother's day I've been wanting to cry for a long time I've been wanting to cry for about a year now
The night he said 'I love you'
The night he said 'I love you' I was just going through a hard usual day I had been to work, I had cooked twice,
Have you ever been to Scotland?
Have you ever been to Scotland? It's where English is spoken with the sweetest accent It's where people roll their 'r''s and call each other 'mate' It's where the whiskey is single-malt and it's to die for
Being single and content
I've been a willing victim for quite some time been used by people left and right letting them string me along for a long time trying to hold on, with all my might.
Do you believe in God?
I'm down on my knees thanking You My palms and my eyes facing the sky You proved to me once again You were right here with me
(Un) happy Easter
Blue sky Sun shining A beautiful day I was there at the beach
How worrisome it is, when you realize That your so-called reality has been an illusion, A dreamy interpretation of perception Based on an “untold agreement” between those
How do you like me now?
Don't tell me what to do to gain acceptance from others Don't ask me to pretend to be someone else
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Chance or Choice?
Life is about chance
Life is about choice
What if I’m your chance
But you’re not my choice?
Things in life happen either by chance or by choice
When life’s chance
Brings you before a choice
Don’t take a chance
Listen to your inner voice
You’re my choice
My only choice
I go around in circles
And you’re still my choice
Met you by chance
And you were my choice
I was your chance
But why not your choice?
I make one step ahead
And two steps behind
Thought I was over you
But you’re still on my mind