Another World Of Love
What's that
noise again?
You slide into
my bed
with your
reptilian beauty,
hissing
lustfully
I open my eyes
wide
I feel your wild
kiss
and your forked
tongue
into my mouth
The god of earthquakes
jealous of our
vibes
The foundations
of the Earth are shaken
The Gospel from
the shelf
it falls hard on
my head
My whole body is
burning
from your fever
I'm coming
together with crumbs
my crystal Ego
My Two Pieces-
I am cut in two
pieces
One piece of me
travels
on a roaring
river
with a felucca
full
daffodils and
shells
My other piece
is missing
in an eerie
night
hunched over
from the weight
of burls and
rocks
which she
carries on her back
Waterfowl
surround me incessantly
They sting with
bulimia
my convulsions
and snoring
Lost in between
in my two pieces
I pass out
from one era to
another,
having a
beautiful wife
with snaky hair
in my lap
Persons On Stage
Your eyes are
the color of submission
Your face is a
mask of compromises
You wear the
garment of cowardice
You use
disguises
on your long
walk around the world
In the
performances of your life
you play the
role of an extra
Unless you've
taken over
the leading role
in setbacks and misgivings
You play minor
roles every day
and the first
class of humiliation
You are afraid
of making a mistake
They are usually
contradictory to each other
That's why you
have to know them all by heart
so you don't
mess up on stage
your words given
by others
Ultimately your
true being
it is a tragic
mask
which you
display in the most comical way
CHRISTOS DIKBASANIS
CHRISTOS DIKBASANIS is a poet, writer
and scholar of religions. He was born in Thessaloniki, 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
also 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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