CHRISTOS DIKBASANIS
Woman Of Life And Dreams
Among the rags
of everyday life
you looked like
Springtime, woman,
I seemed excited
with the birds
who chirped
for you,
beautiful fantastic daughter
Woman, you told
me
that you were
born in winter,
but I could only
see around you
happy poppies
Your journey
began on the Earth
but your traces
were lost in the Universe
Your presence
was blessed
My heart soared
every time your face blossomed
inside my dark
days and cleansed them
You always
brought to me fruits and flowers
which grew up in
a fantasy land
of another
planet teeming with life,
of another
brighter solar system
light years away
from flesh and soul viruses
You’ve always
given gifts to me
and I was
walking
in the sunny
streets
of your love and
care,
holding
something in my unripe hands
You Are Traveling Into The Universe
You pass through the Universe like the night
of the fragile atmosphere and fleeting sky
And whatever is
more beautiful than darkness and glow
I will find it
in your face and in your dark eyes
How soft do you
look in the glossy black light
that the
Universe launches around you!
A gradation of
light, a little more, a larger ray
would have destroyed your anonymous beauty
that overwhelms my otherworldly visage
It slowly
settles on my strange face
where my
mournful thoughts dwell
On your reptilian cheeks
and in the eyes these abhorrent
but at the same
time sweets
the colors of
chaos sparkle
Within your demonic spirit
peace unleashes
by an innocent
“I love you”
Inverse
Do you remember,
darling?
We embarked on
our journey
among those
little stars
full of new
blossoms and hopes
We gazes ahead
toward the far side of the galaxy
Hand in hand, we strolled, amid shared dreams,
shared yearnings, shared apprehensions.
We gauged an endless infinity,
devoid of conclusion,
until they plummeted upon us,
with heedless fervor,
the radiant beams of a wandering, vagabond Sun
Then, everything transformed
You fled from me frightened
I concealed myself as well within a somber crevice,
in the cosmic abyss
Wrong
Route
My trajectory in the cosmos mustn't be accurate!
My time unwinds, akin to weary animal
beneath the shadows of pycnophyte trees,
as the relentless Sun scorches them
My departure from the haven of your embrace
carries me far from the moon of
felicity
Here in the
inhospitable space
alone in the dead-end paths of the stars
I walk,on star roads that do not lead
to nowhere but
rebellion
of my inner
night
I'm drenched in sorrow
Journeying through the depths of silence
Soon, my anguish will gallop forth
astride the back of Pegasus
I'm aware!
My timorous existence traverses an erroneous path
within the ruthlessly emasculated summer
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 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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