tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52131190632211886802011-08-20T10:07:29.133-07:00Πουλάμε σώμα και ψυχή δώστε μας λίγη προσοχή στα υπόγεια μαύροι ποντικοί λουφάζουνε δύο δύο...ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.comBlogger371100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-48285159313548394002011-08-20T10:05:00.000-07:002011-08-20T10:07:29.140-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h5yglCtWJ5Y/Tk_ptVUTEoI/AAAAAAAAAKs/1lsYswrNyNU/s1600/september__by_umorismoDAflashBACK.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h5yglCtWJ5Y/Tk_ptVUTEoI/AAAAAAAAAKs/1lsYswrNyNU/s400/september__by_umorismoDAflashBACK.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642985823144186498" /></a> <br /> <br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><span style="font-style:italic;"></span></span>When summer ends.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-4828515931354839400?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-3267327656926543632011-06-02T04:00:00.000-07:002011-06-02T04:06:44.497-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MlSElQGEpfs/TeduuP6i3eI/AAAAAAAAAKY/J_O5629M9Z8/s1600/september_by_pinkcookie.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MlSElQGEpfs/TeduuP6i3eI/AAAAAAAAAKY/J_O5629M9Z8/s400/september_by_pinkcookie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613577201365736930" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Τελειωμένα</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Μέσα στον φόβο και στες υποψίες,<br />με ταραγμένο νου και τρομαγμένα μάτια,<br />λυώνουμε και σχεδιάζουμε το πως να κάμουμε<br />για ν' αποφύγουμε τον βέβαιο<br />τον κίνδυνο που έτσι φρικτά μας απειλεί.<br />Κι όμως λανθάνουμε, δεν είν' αυτός στον δρόμο·<br />ψεύτικα ήσαν τα μηνύματα<br />(ή δεν τ' ακούσαμε, ή δεν τα νοιώσαμε καλά).<br />Άλλη καταστροφή, που δεν την φανταζόμεθαν,<br />εξαφνική, ραγδαία πέφτει επάνω μας,<br />και ανέτοιμους -πού πιά καιρός- μας συνεπαίρνει.<span style="font-weight:bold;"></span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Κωνσταντίνος Π. Καβάφης</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-326732765692654363?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-76242746018168244312011-05-07T05:29:00.000-07:002011-05-07T05:40:43.682-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xjUrYtbIK4A/TcU9O9hRH2I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/QI1dfPt3wMg/s1600/sometime_I_die_by_papillonelfique.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xjUrYtbIK4A/TcU9O9hRH2I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/QI1dfPt3wMg/s400/sometime_I_die_by_papillonelfique.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603952638574010210" /></a><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Οταν νιωθεις πως αυτος που ειναι διπλα σου ειναι αλλος,καποιος αλλος και οχι αυτος που ξερεις.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Πίσω απ' το φως της μουσικής που ταξιδεύεις<br />είσαι ολόκληρη αργεντίνικο ταγκό<br />Και μήτε στ' όνειρό σου πια δε με γυρεύεις<br />όπως παλιά μ' ένα σκοπό χερουβικό<br /><br />Και για τον κόσμο που μισείς δεν είμαι άλλος<br />Και για τον κόσμο που αγαπάς δεν είμαι αυτός<br />άλλοι νομίζανε πως ήμουνα μεγάλος<br />κι από σπουργίτι θα γινόμουνα αετό<span style="font-style:italic;"></span></span>ς<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-7624274601816824431?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-1752832143461060922011-02-14T13:57:00.002-08:002011-02-14T13:58:21.154-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5BbnJbV4fvc/TVmlcjATWVI/AAAAAAAAAJo/DU_w3dhY8zU/s1600/_all_beauty_must_die_by_NoirFeu.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5BbnJbV4fvc/TVmlcjATWVI/AAAAAAAAAJo/DU_w3dhY8zU/s400/_all_beauty_must_die_by_NoirFeu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573667923699128658" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-175283214346106092?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-43505025458941140692011-02-14T13:57:00.001-08:002011-02-14T13:57:49.826-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dabV-9Zr-yQ/TVmlUvnpbxI/AAAAAAAAAJg/BuKz1ywrfho/s1600/_montmartre_ii___le_baiser_by_dippedFEATHER.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dabV-9Zr-yQ/TVmlUvnpbxI/AAAAAAAAAJg/BuKz1ywrfho/s400/_montmartre_ii___le_baiser_by_dippedFEATHER.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573667789646425874" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-4350502545894114069?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-70978215322658996332011-02-02T13:55:00.000-08:002011-02-02T13:55:27.953-08:00<iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HLFKKY5RHxc?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""></iframe><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"><br />If the stars were mine<br />I'd give them all to you<br />I'd pluck them down right from the sky<br />And leave it only blue<br /><br />I would never let the sun forget<br />To shine upon your face<br />So when others would have rain clouds<br />You'd have only sunny days<br /><br />If the stars were mine<br />I'd tell you what I'd do<br />I'd put the stars right in a jar<br />And give 'em all to you<br /><br />If the birds were mine<br />I'd tell them when to sing<br />I'd make them sing a sonnet<br />When your telephone would ring<br /><br />I would put them there inside the square<br />Whenever you went out<br />So there'd always be sweet music<br />Whenever you walk about<br /><br />If the birds were mine<br />I'd tell you what I'd do<br />I'd teach the birds such lovely words<br />And make 'em sing for you<br />I'd teach the birds such lovely words<br />And make 'em sing for you<br /><br />If the world was mine<br />I'd paint it gold and green<br />I'd make the oceans orange<br />For a brilliant color scheme<br /><br />I would color all the mountains<br />Make the sky forever blue<br />So the world would be a painting<br />And I'd live inside with you<br /><br />If the world was mine<br />I'd tell you what I'd do<br />I'd wrap the world in ribbons<br />And then give it all to you<br /><br />I'd teach the birds such lovely words<br />And make 'em sing for you<br />I'd put those stars right in a jar and<br />Give them all to you<span style="font-weight:bold;"></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-7097821532265899633?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-41327276608871882902010-11-17T03:55:00.000-08:002010-11-17T03:59:30.097-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/TOPDmqQQUnI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/KcNTJE4Gc0Q/s1600/separation_by_Andromeda_Mirtle.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/TOPDmqQQUnI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/KcNTJE4Gc0Q/s320/separation_by_Andromeda_Mirtle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540487035540755058" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-4132727660887188290?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-69116906081951188792010-11-07T10:37:00.000-08:002010-11-07T10:43:44.609-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/TNbzAuUtiYI/AAAAAAAAAJI/brGfnTCGuWI/s1600/Pain____by_proverbios31.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/TNbzAuUtiYI/AAAAAAAAAJI/brGfnTCGuWI/s320/Pain____by_proverbios31.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536879985659054466" /></a><br /><em><strong><blockquote>The first cut is the deepest.</blockquote></strong></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-6911690608195118879?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-89541956193881239442010-08-30T08:00:00.000-07:002010-08-30T08:19:18.304-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/THvL7zm7ljI/AAAAAAAAAJA/YMoWBQgCbk8/s1600/piper_at_the_gates_of_dawn_by_olumdenyoksun.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/THvL7zm7ljI/AAAAAAAAAJA/YMoWBQgCbk8/s320/piper_at_the_gates_of_dawn_by_olumdenyoksun.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511222797344151090" /></a><br />Μια συζήτηση με έκανε να καταλάβω ότι πραγματικά ζούμε γεγονότα,τα ίδια γεγονότα που συνέβησαν πριν χρόνια Όπως αυτό της Μετανάστευσης Είμαστε πάλι μετανάστες σε ξένες χώρες λόγω της οικονομικής κρίσης Όλο και περισσότεροι Έλληνες μεταναστεύουν σε ξένες χώρες με την προοπτική ότι εκεί θα βρουν μια εργασία που θα τους εξασφαλίζει τουλάχιστον τα απαραίτητα Στην πατρίδα τους έζησαν την εξαθλίωση και είδαν δυο μεγάλα κόμματα να καταστρέφουν το κράτος Δεν έχουν κάτι άλλο να κάνουν,όλες οι ελπίδες τους εξαντλήθηκαν και τώρα μεταναστεύουν Μου θυμίζουν τους Έλληνες που ξενιτευόταν πριν χρόνια στη Γερμανία ,στην Αμερική για λίγα χρήματα Η ιστορία επαναλαμβάνεται<br />Κανένας συμβιβασμός πια.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-8954195619388123944?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-36294426671067330182010-08-28T04:37:00.000-07:002010-08-28T04:47:57.305-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/THj3ZSqUWrI/AAAAAAAAAI4/hEI4QadhTU4/s1600/Sleeping_Beauty__The_kiss_by_DragonLarme.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/THj3ZSqUWrI/AAAAAAAAAI4/hEI4QadhTU4/s320/Sleeping_Beauty__The_kiss_by_DragonLarme.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510426157965925042" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Να κοιμηθούμε αγκαλιά να μπερδευτούν τα όνειρά μας και στων φιλιών τη μουσική ρυθμό να δίνει η καρδιά μας<br />Να κοιμηθούμε αγκαλιά να μπερδευτούν τα όνειρά μας, για μια ολόκληρη ζωή να είναι η βραδιά δικιά μας<span style="font-style:italic;"></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-3629442667106733018?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-71914927220157312292010-08-25T11:33:00.000-07:002010-08-25T11:47:46.000-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/THVlQyfeWaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CbTxqIYhHIU/s1600/DSC00313.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/THVlQyfeWaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CbTxqIYhHIU/s320/DSC00313.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509421058263767458" /></a><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Το καλοκαίρι τελειώνει.<br />Η ίδια απογοήτευση και μελαγχολία<br />Αγαπημένα σου πρόσωπα φεύγουν και προσπαθείς να προσαρμοστείς σε νέες συνήθειες και σε ένα νέο δύσκολο πρόγραμμα Στο δύσκολο πρόγραμμα του χειμώνα<br />Φέτος φεύγουν πολύ αγαπημένα πρόσωπα και θα είναι δύσκολο να προσαρμοστώ ξανά<br />Πως θα ξεχάσω τις ατέλειωτες ώρες που ήμασταν για καφέ,το σπίτι της Σοφίας,την βεράντα,τα μπάνια και όλα αυτά που όταν τα θυμάσαι γελάς και τότε αναγνωρίζεις την αξία τους.<br />Μια νέα χρονιά αρχίζει και μαζί αυτή νέες καθημερινές συνήθειες ..<br />Καλό Χειμώνα</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-7191492722015731229?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-70625141957031117992010-05-24T03:22:00.000-07:002010-05-24T03:24:19.969-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/S_pTt9doN1I/AAAAAAAAAII/nK8-fhLqoeg/s1600/The_summer____by_mechtaniya.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/S_pTt9doN1I/AAAAAAAAAII/nK8-fhLqoeg/s320/The_summer____by_mechtaniya.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474780346080311122" /></a><br />Μυρισε <span style="font-weight:bold;">καλοκαιριιι</span>...!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-7062514195703111799?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-43048155674690173182010-04-04T11:12:00.000-07:002010-04-04T11:15:42.990-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/S7jXPcnyD4I/AAAAAAAAAIA/7ukLFWjt8Gg/s1600/love_is____by_beautyintheordinary.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/S7jXPcnyD4I/AAAAAAAAAIA/7ukLFWjt8Gg/s320/love_is____by_beautyintheordinary.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456347608940416898" /></a><br />Κάποιο βράδυ σου 'χα πει πως θέλω<br />να γυρίσω όλο το κόσμο, όλο το κόσμο...<br />Και 'συ μου γέλασες γλυκά και μου πες<br />το φιλί μου μυρίζει δυόσμο, μου μυρίζει δυόσμο...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-4304815567469017318?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-21676743611456761342010-04-04T11:07:00.000-07:002010-04-04T11:08:45.416-07:00<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hOTYaJNgWzA&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hOTYaJNgWzA&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-2167674361145676134?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-71935571300351961382010-02-04T06:04:00.001-08:002010-02-04T06:06:14.997-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/S2rUJdgET3I/AAAAAAAAAHo/YNHDKr8V4mY/s1600-h/IMG_1026.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/S2rUJdgET3I/AAAAAAAAAHo/YNHDKr8V4mY/s320/IMG_1026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434389159378964338" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-7193557130035196138?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-20530102506693848632010-01-31T13:50:00.001-08:002010-01-31T13:51:06.013-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/S2X7RBffM2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/SqOadYTw29M/s1600-h/time_to_dream_I_by_karil.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/S2X7RBffM2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/SqOadYTw29M/s320/time_to_dream_I_by_karil.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433024795369223010" /></a><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">it's time to dream .<span style="font-weight:bold;"></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-2053010250669384863?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-13714462434426349462010-01-15T14:54:00.000-08:002010-01-15T14:59:24.236-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/S1DzR2gvmLI/AAAAAAAAAG0/uh5S1nWN1NU/s1600-h/1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 315px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/S1DzR2gvmLI/AAAAAAAAAG0/uh5S1nWN1NU/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427105038997625010" /></a><br />ti kaneis otan siniditopoieis oti atoma ta opoia 8ewrouses filous sou dn sou einai tpt?alla atoma t opia 8eloun na se pligwsoun pio pl apo olous.otan dn eisai euxaristimeni me ta pada?tn zwh sou genika.<br />(?)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-1371446243442634946?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-83142196708760200042010-01-06T03:28:00.001-08:002010-01-06T03:31:38.432-08:00<object width="445" height="364"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/NPOZGqtG6XI&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/NPOZGqtG6XI&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"></embed></object><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"><br />You're tearing me apart<br />Crushing me inside<br />You used to lift me up<br />Now you get me down<br /><br />If I was to walk away<br />From you, my love<br /><br />Could I laugh again?<br />If I walk away from you<br />And leave my love<br />Could I laugh again?<br />Again, again...<br /><br />You're killing me again<br />Am I still in your head?<br />You used to light me up<br />Now you shut me down<br /><br />If I was to walk away<br />From you, my love<br />Could I laugh again?<br />If I walk away from you<br />And leave my love<br />Could I laugh again?<br /><br />I'm losing you again<br />Lacking me inside<br />I used to lift you up<br />Now I get you down<br /><br />Without your love<br />You're tearing me apart<br />With you close by<br />You're crushing me inside<br />Without your love<br />You're tearing me apart<br />Without your love<br />I'm doused in madness<br />I can't lose the sadness<br />Can't lose the sadness<br /><br />Can't lose the sadness<br /><br />You're tearing me apart<br />Crushing me inside<br />Without your love<br />(you used to lift me up)<br />You're crushing me inside<br />(now you get me down)<br />With you close by<br />I'm doused in madness<br />Can't lose the sadness<br />It's ripping me apart<br />It's tearing me apart<br />It's tearing me apart<br />I don't know how<br />It's ripping me apart<br />It's tearing me apart<br />It's tearing me apart<br />I don't know why<br />I don't know why<br />I don't know why<br />I don't know why<br />Without your love<br />Without your love<br />Without your love<br />Without your love<br />It's tearing me apart<span style="font-style:italic;"></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-8314219670876020004?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-24012141305317815242010-01-06T03:01:00.000-08:002010-01-06T03:13:21.517-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/S0Rv5ZfbWkI/AAAAAAAAAGU/fPitcMddO7g/s1600-h/winter_story_by_nayein.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/S0Rv5ZfbWkI/AAAAAAAAAGU/fPitcMddO7g/s320/winter_story_by_nayein.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423582883146848834" /></a><br /><br /><br />τα χριστουγεννα τελειωσαν.και τωρα?.<br />πλιτσ :(<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-2401214130531781524?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-81314914619727964812009-12-12T07:03:00.000-08:002009-12-12T07:07:20.984-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SyOxofEIaOI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZdUpXzhdt2M/s1600-h/Christmas_in_Paris_by_gilad.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SyOxofEIaOI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZdUpXzhdt2M/s320/Christmas_in_Paris_by_gilad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414366486121179362" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-8131491461972796481?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-50321424943690746372009-12-07T03:56:00.000-08:002009-12-07T04:04:38.681-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SxzvPvRNwGI/AAAAAAAAAGE/GjtRxwH77Nk/s1600-h/athens1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SxzvPvRNwGI/AAAAAAAAAGE/GjtRxwH77Nk/s320/athens1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412463905858240610" /></a><br />6 DEKEMVRIOU ENA PAIDI STA EKSARXEIA SKWTO8IKE APO SFAIRA MPATSOU.<br />ALEXIS R.I.P<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-5032142494369074637?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-83120828672075565102009-10-31T12:08:00.000-07:002009-10-31T12:13:23.356-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SuyMOgWSw-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/qTIx4htOr-M/s1600-h/lonelinees_by_selvs.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SuyMOgWSw-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/qTIx4htOr-M/s320/lonelinees_by_selvs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398844234139878370" /></a><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Birds may cease to spread their wings<br />But it don't matter<br />But it don't matter<br />When does May envelop spring<br />But it don't matter<br />But it don't matter, cuz<br />When I'm with you<br />My whole world stands still<br />You're my one and only thrill<br /><br />Ships may never leave the dock,<br />But it don't matter<br />But it don't matter<br />Tics may never hear a toc<br />But it don't matter<br />But it don't matter, cuz<br />When I'm with you<br />My whole world stands still<br />You're my one and only thrill</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-8312082867207556510?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-78175317170877333512009-10-07T03:18:00.000-07:002009-10-07T03:26:30.560-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SsxsdbTlIRI/AAAAAAAAAF0/QnI-rEUWiyk/s1600-h/_to_watch_you_fly_by_lithp.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SsxsdbTlIRI/AAAAAAAAAF0/QnI-rEUWiyk/s320/_to_watch_you_fly_by_lithp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389802106857529618" /></a><br /><strong><em>nekriki sigi.siwph.dn akous tpt,kanenan.kai autos o hxos tou rologiou.tik tak tik tak tik tak.niw8eis oti asfiktias,olo kai perissotero megalwnei,ginetai pio dinatos.....skeftesai,fovos se kirieuei,trelenesai..... -tik tak tik tak-</em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-7817531717087733351?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-11794772669613099992009-10-02T04:02:00.000-07:002009-10-02T04:08:41.945-07:00<em><strong>Μην μου λες Σ'αγαπώ , πες μου Σ'αγαπάω για να χωράω με τα λάθη μου μαζί..</strong></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-1179477266961309999?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-70780142429277290582009-09-17T02:32:00.000-07:002009-09-17T02:38:26.341-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SrIDepor_2I/AAAAAAAAAFk/ka_ALItVKCk/s1600-h/Oh__It_Is_Love__by_little_pretty%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SrIDepor_2I/AAAAAAAAAFk/ka_ALItVKCk/s320/Oh__It_Is_Love__by_little_pretty%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382368329768632162" /></a><br /><br /><br /><em><strong>Don't afraid to love ;)</strong></em><br /><br /><br /><em>THE ANSWER IS LOVE.</em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-7078014242927729058?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-5743119155424588272009-09-07T14:43:00.000-07:002009-09-07T14:45:36.856-07:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value=" <br /> <br /> <br /><strong>GAMW TN POLITIKI TOUS MESA :X</strong> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-574311915542458827?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-3178557554214819332009-08-31T05:41:00.000-07:002009-08-31T05:48:10.128-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SpvFjxIE19I/AAAAAAAAAFc/zJTB-2kp9Co/s1600-h/openroad%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376107798470121426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SpvFjxIE19I/AAAAAAAAAFc/zJTB-2kp9Co/s320/openroad%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="font-size:85%;"> <span style="color:#c0c0c0;">θελω να φυγω...μακριααα πολυ μακριααα....:@</span></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"></span></em><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;">Γιατί εξατμίζομαι τη νύχτα γιατί γίνομαι καπνός..</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"><strong>Που έχουν κρύψει την ελπίδα ,τι δεν έμαθε ο θεός..</strong></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"></span></em><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-317855755421481933?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-90765425146551073342009-08-30T09:08:00.000-07:002009-08-30T09:11:59.381-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SpqkNYO7JYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/oLgrYnMF5wU/s1600-h/Lick_the_lips_mischievous_ii_by_retrodiva88.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375789654970410370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SpqkNYO7JYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/oLgrYnMF5wU/s320/Lick_the_lips_mischievous_ii_by_retrodiva88.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="color:#cc0000;">fashion (L)<br /></span></em><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-9076542514655107334?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-76000003473162680732009-08-30T08:08:00.000-07:002009-08-30T08:28:39.875-07:00<div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SpqYn105RyI/AAAAAAAAAEk/XYLJ2P7dkgk/s1600-h/Dsc08019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375776915451365154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SpqYn105RyI/AAAAAAAAAEk/XYLJ2P7dkgk/s320/Dsc08019.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SpqYPjkG9eI/AAAAAAAAAEc/QdJHe9fF5XY/s1600-h/DSC00023.JPG"></a><em><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">astakos,sum09</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p></em><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SpqYwYEG9WI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zDsvanctSzw/s1600-h/DSC00023.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375777062080935266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SpqYwYEG9WI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zDsvanctSzw/s320/DSC00023.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SpqW5VwUAbI/AAAAAAAAAEM/KvTUViRp2a8/s1600-h/Dsc08023.jpg"></a><br /><em><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;">vouties,faroc</span><br /></span></em><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SpqZg6ALpSI/AAAAAAAAAE0/YqIZcONyRtY/s1600-h/DSC00878.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375777895824991522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SpqZg6ALpSI/AAAAAAAAAE0/YqIZcONyRtY/s320/DSC00878.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#cccccc;">relax, sofita</span><br /></em></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SpqZ6rBPJ6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/KNaBCCcJqNA/s1600-h/Dsc08023.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375778338479482786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SpqZ6rBPJ6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/KNaBCCcJqNA/s320/Dsc08023.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /></div><em><span style="color:#cccccc;">fagito , thganites (lol)</span></em><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SpqadQh3QzI/AAAAAAAAAFE/BVu2RkU9U4A/s1600-h/DSC00015.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375778932663993138" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SpqadQh3QzI/AAAAAAAAAFE/BVu2RkU9U4A/s320/DSC00015.JPG" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="color:#cccccc;">memories (L)</span></em></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-7600000347316268073?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-50152520219110085242009-08-29T10:24:00.000-07:002009-08-29T10:26:56.386-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SplkeQ02ROI/AAAAAAAAADc/0H9qBlmnP_0/s1600-h/Andy-Warhol-The-world-fascinates-me-135390.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375438101318878434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SplkeQ02ROI/AAAAAAAAADc/0H9qBlmnP_0/s320/Andy-Warhol-The-world-fascinates-me-135390.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-5015252021911008524?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-90756626817605852142009-08-19T05:44:00.000-07:002009-08-29T10:26:56.386-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/Sov15JALXZI/AAAAAAAAADM/xkLynhTrVw8/s1600-h/192378-%25CE%25B1%25CE%25B3%25CE%25B1%25CF%2580%25CE%25B7%2520%25CE%25B1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371657342587461010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/Sov15JALXZI/AAAAAAAAADM/xkLynhTrVw8/s320/192378-%25CE%25B1%25CE%25B3%25CE%25B1%25CF%2580%25CE%25B7%2520%25CE%25B1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#c0c0c0;">Μέσα στη βουή του δρόμου</span> ήταν να βρω το <span style="font-size:130%;">όνειρό</span> μου...να το βρω και να το χάσω και ούτε πια που θα το φτάσω.</span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Μια στιγμή πέρασε μπρος μου και ήταν η χαρά του κόσμου η χαρά που μας ματώνει σαν η πιο μεγάλη πόρνη</span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Όνειρο γλυκό και ξένο και παντοτινά χαμένο σε κρατώ στο νου μου ακόμα σαν τριαντάφυλλο στο στόμα</span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Πέρασες όπως περνούνε όσα δε θα ξαναρθούνε σε κρατώ στο νου μου ακόμα </span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">σαν τριαντάφυλλο στο στόμα..</span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></em><br /><p> </p><p> </p>perase to kalokairi kai mazi m auto polla alla..xarumenes ke asteies stigmes,proswpa...<br /><br /><em></em><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Και άφησε το πέρασμά του πέρασμα ζωής θανάτου στην καρδιά μου σαν σφραγίδα μία πεθαμένη ελπίδα.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-9075662681760585214?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-64976288763262111222009-06-05T09:40:00.000-07:002009-06-05T09:56:51.372-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SilOTCrBEjI/AAAAAAAAACA/GRJuPXTqUbw/s1600-h/Jasmin_by_No_ur_medium.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343888521893581362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SilOTCrBEjI/AAAAAAAAACA/GRJuPXTqUbw/s320/Jasmin_by_No_ur_medium.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="left"><em><span style="color:#990000;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">Θά γυρίσει αλλού τίς χαρακιές.Τής παλάμης,η Μοίρα,σάν κλειδούχος.Μιά στιγμή θά συγκατατεθεί ο Καιρός<br />Πώς αλλιώς,αφού αγαπιούνται οι άνθρωποι<br />Θά παραστήσει ο ουρανός τα σωθικά μας.Καί θά χτυπήσει τόν κόσμο η αθωότητα.Μέ τό δριμύ του μαύρου του θανάτου.<br /></div></span></span></em><br /><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;">ΙΙ.<br />Πενθώ τόν ήλιο καί πενθώ τά χρόνια που έρχονται.Χωρίς εμάς καί τραγουδώ τ’άλλα πού πέρασαν.Εάν είναι αλήθεια<br />Μιλημένα τά σώματα καί οί βάρκες πού έκρουζαν γλυκά.Οί κιθάρες πού αναβόσβησαν κάτω από τα νερά.Τά "πίστεψέ με" και τα "μή".Μιά στόν αέρα μιά στή μουσική<br />Τα δυό μικρά ζώα,τά χέρια μας.Πού γύρευαν ν’ανέβουνε κρυφά τό ένα στό άλλο.Η γλάστρα μέ τό δροσαχί στίς ανοιχτές αυλόπορτες.Καί τά κομμάτια οί θάλασσες πού ερχόντουσαν μαζί.Πάνω απ’τίς ξερολιθιές,πίσω άπ’τούς φράχτες.Τήν ανεμώνα πού κάθισε στό χέρι σού.Κι έτρεμες τρείς φορές τό μώβ τρείς μέρες πάνω απότούς καταρράχτες<br />Εάν αυτά είναι αλήθεια τραγουδώ.Τό ξύλινο δοκάρι καί τό τετράγωνο φαντό.Στόν τοίχο μέ τή Γοργόνα μέ τά ξέπλεκα μαλλιά.Τή γάτα πού μάς κοίταξε μέσα στά σκοτεινά<br />Παιδί μέ τό λιβάνι καί μέ τόν κόκκινο σταυρό.Τήν ώρα πού βραδιάζει στών βράχων τό απλησίαστο.Πενθώ τό ρούχο πού άγγιξα καί μού ήρθε ο κόσμος.<br /></span></em></div><br /><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"></span></em></div><br /><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;">ΙΙΙ.<br />Έτσι μιλώ γιά σένα καί γιά μένα<br />Επειδή σ’αγαπώ καί στήν αγάπη ξέρω.Νά μπαίνω σάν Πανσέληνος.Από παντού,γιά τό μικρό τό πόδι σού μές στ’αχανήσεντόνια.Νά μαδάω γιασεμιά κι έχω τή δύναμη.Αποκοιμισμένη,νά φυσώ νά σέ πηγαίνω.Μές από φεγγαρά περάσματα καί κρυφές τής θάλασσας στοές.Υπνωτισμένα δέντρα μέ αράχνες πού ασημίζουμε<br />Ακουστά σ’έχουν τά κύματα.Πώς χαιδεύεις,πώς φιλάς.Πώς λές ψιθυριστά τό "τί" καί τό "έ".Τριγύρω στό λαιμό στόν όρμο.Πάντα εμείς τό φώς κι η σκιά<br />.Πάντα εσύ τ’αστεράκι καί πάντα εγώ τό σκοτεινό πλεούμενο.Πάντα εσύ τό λιμάνι κι εγώ τό φανάρι τό δεξιά.Τό βρεγμένο μουράγιο καί η λάμψη επάνω στά κουπιά<br />.Ψηλά στό σπίτι μέ τίς κληματίδες.Τά δετά τριαντάφυλλα,καί τό νερό πού κρυώνει.Πάντα εσύ τό πέτρινο άγαλμα καί πάντα εγώ η σκιά πού μεγαλώνει.Τό γερτό παντζούρι εσύ,ο αέρας πού τό ανοίγει εγώ.Επειδή σ’αγαπώ καί σ’αγαπώ.Πάντα .Εσύ τό νόμισμα καί εγώ η λατρεία πού τό Εξαργυρώνει:<br />Τόσο η νύχτα,τόσο η βοή στόν άνεμο.Τόσο η στάλα στόν αέρα,τόσο η σιγαλιά.Τριγύρω η θάλασσα η δεσποτική.Καμάρα τ’ουρανού με τ’άστρα.Τόσο η ελάχιστη σου αναπνοή<br />Πού πιά δέν έχω τίποτε άλλο.Μές στούς τέσσερις τοίχους,τό ταβάνι,τό πάτωμα.Νά φωνάζω από σένα καί νά μέ χτυπά η φωνή μου.Νά μυρίζω από σένα καί ν’αγριεύουν οί άνθρωποι.Επειδή τό αδοκίμαστο καί τό απ’αλλού φερμένο.Δέν τ’αντέχουν οί άνθρωποι κι είναι νωρίς,μ’ακούς ; είναι νωρίς ακόμη μές στόν κόσμο αυτόν αγάπη μου<br />.Να μιλώ γιά σένα καί γιά μένα.</span></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-6497628876326211122?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-63725492132580763312009-06-02T09:21:00.000-07:002009-06-02T09:23:16.837-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SiVR5exoSqI/AAAAAAAAAB4/_Glm2YKsWQU/s1600-h/lonely_day_by_VincBlack.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342766580900580002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SiVR5exoSqI/AAAAAAAAAB4/_Glm2YKsWQU/s320/lonely_day_by_VincBlack.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="right"><span style="color:#ffffff;">and i walk down a small way tonight.it's so quite.I feel lonely,</span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="color:#ffffff;">but i'm not scared..</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-6372549213258076331?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-44145171277344035122009-05-29T10:12:00.001-07:002009-05-29T14:20:10.150-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SiAiFdMEw8I/AAAAAAAAABo/e1yKsf3xyi4/s1600-h/398991k6b7ohuuar.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341306635191370690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/SiAiFdMEw8I/AAAAAAAAABo/e1yKsf3xyi4/s320/398991k6b7ohuuar.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Όταν το τρομερο<span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"> κόκκινο μικρόβιο</span> αρχίζει να εμφανίζεται τοτε .... δύσκολα τα πράγματα..!Αυτο συμβαίνει γιατί η<span style="font-size:180%;"> ζήλια</span> είναι σαν ένα φρικτό μικρόβιο...!Η ζήλια ανάμεσα στις ανθρώπινες σχέσεις τα καταστρέφει όλα...Μερικές φορές μπαίνεις στο τρυπάκι και λες:''Τώρα αυτο γιατι μου το είπε?..λέει αλήθεια η απλά θελεί ν με κάνει να νιώσω άσχημα επειδή ζηλεύει?...".........Και τότε όλα τελειώνουν..!Γιατί αν μπεις σε αυτή την διαδικάσια...αστα...θα χαθεί η εμπιστοσύνη και πολλά άλλα..!Αλλά ν μου πείς δεν είναι και ότι πιο εύκολο πράγμα να το αντιμετωπίσεις...αλλα σίγουρα κάποιος τρόπος υπάρχει....!Έντάξει εσύ άπο την μεριά σου θα προσπαθήσεις να έίσαι ειλικρινής...μην αφήσεις το φρικτό αυτο μικρόβιο να σε<span style="font-size:180%;"> <span style="color:#006600;">''δαγκώσει''</span></span>....αλλά απο την άλλη τι θα κάνεις με τους γύρω σου?..8α τους κάνεις ολους πέρα?..Ιδού η απορία..(?)...Η ζήλια δεν είναι κακο να υπάρχει σε μικρό βαθμό και σε κάποιες περιπτώσεις..αλλα αν την συναντάς καθημερινα ειναι πολύ άσχημο...δεν ξέρω..αφήνομαι στα χέρια των ειδικών...!χεχε....''Λοιπόν?Ακούω..τι έχετε να πείτε κύριοι?...''<br /><br /></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-4414517127734403512?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-57764115303978721102009-05-28T12:46:00.000-07:002009-05-28T12:50:48.908-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/Sh7q3wsj6bI/AAAAAAAAABg/SjWbw8wKsVE/s1600-h/DSC02126.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340964451793496498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/Sh7q3wsj6bI/AAAAAAAAABg/SjWbw8wKsVE/s320/DSC02126.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Αστακόσ..:)<br />τραβήχτηκε απο το μπαλκόνι μου σε ώρα ατέλειωτης βαρεμάρας...¨) </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-5776411530397872110?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-70405668812144888542009-05-27T10:17:00.000-07:002009-05-27T10:33:04.265-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/Sh15R0qldxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/GcHzRej-U24/s1600-h/Summer__s_over_by_PrettyRogue.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340558080233273106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/Sh15R0qldxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/GcHzRej-U24/s320/Summer__s_over_by_PrettyRogue.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><p align="left"><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#003333;">Επιτέλους,φτάνει σιγά σιγά το καλοκαιράκι...Το κατάλαβα όταν μπήκα στην θάλασσα με τους φίλους μου....θα ξεκουραστώ από τα διαβάσματα ,τα φροντιστήρια και το άγχος..bof!<br />Τελικά είναι ωραία να μην έχεις τπτ να κάνεις και απλα να είσαι έξω απο το σπίτι σου όλη μερα...χεχεχε.....αντε να έρθουν και όλα τα φιλαράκια μας και να περάσουμε πάλι τέλεια.!<br />βόλτα με τα ποδήλατα και μετα μπάνιο στην θάλασσα στις 8...¨)<br />relax στην σοφίτα μέχρι το πρωί....<br />χορός,διασκέδαση και δεν συμμαζεύεται..¨))))<br /><br />Καλοκαιρινές διακοπές για πάνταααααααααααααααα =]</span></em></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-7040566881214488854?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213119063221188680.post-87707657440692529962009-05-27T10:02:00.000-07:002009-05-27T10:04:42.702-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/Sh1ylxuWWeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/x5qaBqndANI/s1600-h/9-tl.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340550726459742690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T3eS3kIDTQI/Sh1ylxuWWeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/x5qaBqndANI/s320/9-tl.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="left"><strong><span style="color:#990000;">-Όλα χάνονται. Του καθενός έρχεται η ώρα.-Όλα μένουν.Εγώ φεύγω.Εσείς να δούμε τώρα.Ο. Ελύτη</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213119063221188680-8770765744069252996?l=perasmastakroneiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ΣπεΛhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02298515141800178619noreply@blogger.com1