The Stone Giant
Through the Oort
cloud
Beyond Ceres,
Pluto, Kepler
a dark huge body
such as
overloading of our daily sins
he travels alone
He's in a hurry
to get to nowhere,
in the uncharted
heart of infinity
He moves
menacingly
Don't stand in
front of him
claiming his
glory unsuspected
It will destroy
your existence
your dreams,
your desires,
your colonies
He often forgets
his course
It doesn't even
have a goal
How could he
have someone equal opponent?
It would be
reckless which would straighten
his negligible
stature to him the giant son
of the eternal
stand global cruelty
Immortality
Sometimes in the
mirror
I can't see my
face
Just a weird
laugh
sounds from the
depths of the mirror
I cut my veins,
maybe from the
blood inside
a child sprang
up
which I have
lost sight of for many years
He hasn't spoken
to me in so many years
It doesn't touch
me,
just squeeze
hard my mind
without being
able to face it
It is an
invisible form
which she likes
the wild teasing
But I have lost
her from my point of view
Loss of a loved
one ethereal plasma
who always faced
me
with derision,
bitterness, compassion
- Life is hard!
he was telling me,
when I looked it
in the eye
What do you want
the immortality?
Nothing is easy
Why do you seek
eternal life?
There is no
comfort in pain
There is no
admission
for all the
jerks you've achieved
Only envy and
hatred,
because you
overcame the obstacles,
because you
crossed the border of yourself
Why do you seek
the undead life?
Only troubles is
in store for you
the eternity
The Hymn Of The Renaissance
In which planet
the hopes grow on?
Through which
star the hearts reborn?
In which galaxy sparks
are rekindled of desires?
In which
Universe the love and empathy never dies?
Ever since I
left from the singularity of my globe,
I seek the
heavenly worlds
that will wake
up again my purest senses
I'm looking for
lust
of my pure, pure
soul
which I have not
been able to discover under greed
and the vanity
of men,
under the flimsy
and meaningless their desires,
inside the maze
of everyday death
and their
willful sins
I struggle to
open the gates
of the heavenly
mysteries,
of the riddles
of space,
to become their
partner and lover
dedicated and
eloquent
but we still
manipulate
from the bloody
colors of the Earth,
from earth
chimeras
who did not tire
to persecute me even here
on the edge of
infinity
Will I ever be
redeemed from the gloomy shades
of my fear, of
my hesitations, of my inhibitions?
I will ever be
left with confidence
in the hopeful
arms of heaven?
I will ever feel
of cosmic Spring the vertigo?
I will escape
the agony of my smallness?
I am a mortal
creature,
apocaide of a
once life carrier,
primordial fire
my existence
which plundered
will i ever make
it to flood my body and mind
with the notes
of a resurrection hymn?
CHRISTOS DIKBASANIS
CHRISTOS DIKBASANIS is a poet, writer
and scholar of religions. He was born in Thessaloniki, Greece, where he
graduated from the Theological School of the Aristotle University. He holds a
Master's Degree from the Theological School with a specialization in Religious
Studies. It has been included in the "Great Encyclopedia of Modern Greek
Literature" of Haris Patsi publications and in the “Who's Who” of
journalists. He has been honored with many national and international awards
for his poems.
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