As the sun is rising
and the moon is hiding
the prophet cries
his prophecy out
"Never fall in love
Eventually it will die too "
Ενώ ο ήλιος ανατέλλει
και το φεγγάρι χάνεται
ο προφήτης ουρλιάζει
την προφητεία του
"Στον έρωτα μην παραδοθείς
Κι αυτός κάποτε πεθαίνει "
It will rise again like phoenix....the seeds of love are floating in air.... My soul says " Fall in love to rise in life. A wonderful poem, Kostas
Love is all embracing! True love never dies! The prophet has not known or experienced love at all.
Your prophet is a pessimist. Someone wrote that the pessimist was an educated optimist. Strong, heavy and life-like poem.
If we fall headlong into love spurred by a mere momentarily infatuation, it is sure to die out soon! But love that is unselfish and pure is likely to stand all tests of time. An interesting write!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Who am I to go against the prophets beliefs and experiences. Great poem, gives a lot of room for discussion, as this can be seeing from many levels.
It was in my intention... I hope I was successful...