Dear Grandpa,
yesterday on the way from Uni
back to home
I came across an old man
with white hair and friendly smile.
Just like you.
He was holding his granddaughter's hand.
The young lady had a barbie schoolbag
and was eating vanilla ice.
Just like me.
I'm not sure if it was real
or just my sorrow
living in a big city
all alone.
I only want meet new people
but I must be invisible for them.
With love,
G


Georgia N.

Dear Santa,

I'm not a kid anymore
but I want more, more and more
I want it all and I shout it aloud
I know my mother would be proud

I want some clothes and I want new boots,
for my wardrobe has grown roots
I want a house to built in the East
to have four bedrooms to say the least
I want to buy a vespa,
to have a fiesta,
to buy a car
and drive far
I wanna have a tattoo in my waist
and I want deluxe vacation to rest
I want it all and I want it now
I know my father would not allow

But first I want some luck
and my dead cat back
I want some love
for everyone to have
I need some fun
and a whole life plan
trips and gifts,
weddings and kids,
time and wealth,
youth and health
and peace all over the world,
a world where everyone could be enrolled.


Vicky Kyrmanidi

Dear love

 My dear husband, I woke up for work but,

I realised that I wasn't in the mood so, I

will go for coffee.

You have to wash the dishes,

to do the ironing and to make breakfast for the kids

because I forgot them.

      Probably, you will make the

lunch, too, as I will go for shopping therapy!

       I love you, your kitty.

       

                                                      Maria Karl.

Dear unknown girl

Dear unknown girl
I saw you.
Yesterday.
Why did you do that to yourself?
Wasn't life good to you?
Or was it cruel to you?
I saw a tear running down your face
Oh, I wish I really knew your case!
Your eyes were shining like a pearl
Why did you do it, my dear unknown girl?

-G.K.

Dear Silene Nocturna

Dear Silene Nocturna,

How are you? How is life during the night?

Last time we talked you sounded confused;

The world, the stars, then me and you.

If I could answer your questions

And help you bloom;

I'd sing a lullaby to soothe the insomnia

That's haunting you.

If my whispers could reach your heart

And if my fingertips could touch your hand

I'd be the first woman to step foot on the moon

And you

The first night-flower to stretch through the day

But still...

Here I am,

Down on Earth.

Seasons have passed and yet I await.

My Silene Nocturna, my dearest sleepwalker

How many sleepless nights? Until you

Feel my heartbeat, do not close your eyes.

I'm looking forward to holding you tight;

'till then, my sweetheart, have a goodnight.

                                        Yours truly (just a fan)

                                       

                                 Yona

Dear Unknown Parent

This letter is a simple demonstration
of the way you treated your child.
Your love skipped a generation
You left my imagination running wild

Come before me with your eyes closed
And your arms wide open
Although your intentions remain undisclosed
I'd like to hear the things left unspoken.

But then again you were never there for me
Never there to hold me tight
Never there to hear my plea
Never there to calm me at night

And so dear unknown parent
I would like to hear your voice
A voice never present
Never there to bring me joys.

By Sini