The endA Poem by Dimitris P. KraniotisThe savour of fruits still remains in my mouth, but the bitterness of words demolishes the clouds and wrings the snow counting the pebbles. But you never told me why you deceived me, why with pain and injustice did you desire to say that the end always in tears is cast to flames.
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1 Review Added on February 26, 2008 AuthorDimitris P. KraniotisLarissa, Greece, GreeceAboutDimitris P. Kraniotis is an award-winning Greek poet and the author of 4 poetry books: "Traces" (Greece, 1985), "Clay Faces" (Greece, 1992), "Fictitious Line" (Greece, 2005) and "Dunes" (Romania, 2007.. more..Writing
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