Dreams And Battles
Dreams
Dreams in space
Dreams in the
night of infinity
Dreams in the
night of chaos
before death
Dreams in the
Universe
before death of
warriors
Of warriors
who filled the
Universe with dreams
Battles
Battles after
dreams
Battles of
warriors who dreamed
before the
flames of war
Battles of
fighters
who made dreams
come true
before the final
dream
of death,
of death
without dreams
in its eternal
darkness
The Angels
In the
immobility of the eternal wounded time,
in the absolute
silence of infinity
the whispers of
myths
are broken for
dreamlike beings
from other
dimensions
Their spectral
bodies glow with mystery
sent by a
tireless God
In the invisible
smile of angels
our soul is at
peace
In death before
us they learn to be patient
Courage to show
when hideous
shadows
torture our
tomorrow,
when hopes can't
fly
with ruffled
wings,
when our faces
fade
of trampled
dreams
when our cries
spread
on the rough
skin of the Universe
and the futility
of moments
My Otherworld Love
When we met, you
gave me a flower
unexpected and
unique
from the pure
plains of your nano planet
I knew the
language of your strange flower
"My fragile
leaves," it told me,
as I clutched it
awkwardly in my palm,
"they will
survive your heart"
I knew the
language of your dwarf flower,
that's why I
made your love a talisman
Today I wake up
to fires and sobs
otherworldly
monsters that plague my life
Bloody stones
and mausoleums of dreams everywhere
The only thing
that has remained intact
is the strange flower with the voice of
tenderness
to enclose the
leaves of my heart
The Things That Belong To Us
The vanity of
people is endless
It is spread by
the defilement of the air
up to greed
dioxide in space,
from our unholy
desires
till to the
unfair competition of profit
We launch the
aura of our dreams
at the ends of
the universe,
looking for
planets of happiness,
cause we can't
stand life on the globe such as
we humiliated
her
The light of our
visions
for a bright
life
no longer
flashes continuously
Now it repels us
other times it
invited us
Other wishes
remain
at the bottom of
pessimism
Others reach the
peak of greed
We continue the
fight between
the
impermissible and the defiled
to the indifference and the failure,
to the forbidden
and the unjust
We hate to love
the environment,
the Nature, our
eternal home.
But they are
beside us
some minimal
dreamers
which they
fiercely claim
what suits us
and belong to all of us
Life And Love Are Elks
Silent night,
immortal night
Our love is born
The desires as
elks run quickly through the snow
The dark past
seems a distant dot,
like all the
sighs of our life
The iced wind
hits us, but in a purifying way
He is happy for
us, smiles at us, sings songs to us
for the first
day of a new reality
It floods our
heart with pure light
It’s in our
hands
that it may
never again be extinguished
It's up to us to
have always lucid dreams
No chain of
malice and hatred
can enslave us
again
No one darkness,
none war
can extinguish
our hopes anymore
for a peaceful
tomorrow
No more screams
to be heard
at the last
frontiers of the world
May life and
love always be the glowing dears
that will take
us away
from the hardships
of injustice and pain
DIKBASANIS CHRISTOS
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 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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