Biography of CeCe Lamberts
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...
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,
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
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.
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
(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
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
For the humiliation of who I am and what I can achieve.
I wanna cry 'cause I can't pretend any more
It's incredibly difficult to wear the smiling mask that everybody expects from you
I wanna cry 'cause I'm weak, small and worthless, and at the same time too old to do what I wanna do