Anthi Psomiadou

Joined March 2020

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Writing, Life coaching, Criminology, and more. But I simply do these, I am not these. I just am. I am what I am, at any given moment.

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Desire
I hear my pulsing through the pillow. I’m aware of my breathing. I feel my skin’s reaction to the blanket’s warmth. I capture my desire’s murmurs in my body.
By Anthi Psomiadou4 years ago in Poets
Anger And Love
Oh you, poor anger! Always in hunger. Always a peace-less hunter of wrong healing, revenge, and faux relief. The more they feed you,
By Anthi Psomiadou4 years ago in Poets
The Cloak Of Toughness
Every day, your persona performs the same act. You put on your invisible cloak of toughness and you start pretending; pretending that feelings are signals of weakness, recalling your dad’s words: “real men don’t cry”. You unconsciously accept this opinion without critical thinking, because it rests on the — also unconsciously — formed belief that “crying equals weakness”.
By Anthi Psomiadou4 years ago in Humans
Full Potential
Animus, Animus, Where are you? I feel you somewhere inside. I know you are true. You have a lot of things to teach.
By Anthi Psomiadou4 years ago in Poets
On The Way To Animus-range
She stands in the middle of her “labyrinth”, dealing with inner Minotaurs, searching for a way out. All paths look the same,
By Anthi Psomiadou4 years ago in Poets
Uni-verse. Or, Verses That Unify
Night appears, as our sphere executes pirouettes, tempting simultaneously the sun. I contact all the entities that contribute
By Anthi Psomiadou4 years ago in Poets
My Lion-Voice
My voice becomes a lion in a cage when I don’t stand up for myself, when I swallow it, when I forget I’m brave. It wildly moves
By Anthi Psomiadou4 years ago in Poets
Abundance Within Abandonment
While I doubt what is presented as undoubted, the knowing is emerging. When I surrender, victory comes and finds me. While I am “on my knees”, elevation is what I experience.
By Anthi Psomiadou4 years ago in Poets
The Lack Of Her
Pieces of despair spread in the room, next to empty bottles of whisky and photos of Pixie. His invisible cloak
By Anthi Psomiadou4 years ago in Poets
A Note To Him
No. I won’t wash you away from my heart. — I'm the one who consciously puts you there — . No. I won’t be brutal to the subtle fiber that connects us.
By Anthi Psomiadou4 years ago in Poets
Grateful For The Embodiment
Despite a common earthly mentality that devalues or overvalues the body, I flow within the world being aware of my materiality’s importance.
By Anthi Psomiadou4 years ago in Poets
Gaia Of “Today”
Oh, woman of “today”, you struggle for justice, you look around seeking saviors in the external field, though you have the salvation within.
By Anthi Psomiadou4 years ago in Poets

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Desire

Anger And Love

The Cloak Of Toughness

Full Potential

On The Way To Animus-range

Uni-verse. Or, Verses That Unify

My Lion-Voice

Abundance Within Abandonment

The Lack Of Her

A Note To Him

Grateful For The Embodiment

Gaia Of “Today”

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