CHRISTOS DIKBASANIS

 

My Burning Heart

 

My silence grew inevitably soothing beneath alien gazes

The flame of my indelible homeland lodged

within my mouth my final desires

which had been nailed down by profane years

like prayers in the depths of heaven

Now I watch through the cracks of time

the escape of life-giving light

through some smiling stars

I observe my days

walk backwards through my diary

After all, who thinks that will be saved

my burning heart?

My hands remain frozen

in an uncertain and indifferent world

 

Heavenly Walk

 

Let's go a heavenly journey

with our starships, flying low through the stars

It’s desirable

to recognize each other's trajectories

as they will be deleted

from our every step, from our every kiss

in the inexpressible starry nebulae

to pulsating black holes

in the strange flashes of the Universe

Let's hide

on the safe side of the asteroids

away from dangerous places and traps

Let's mislead each other

in one’s own erotic games

 

I Feel Your Coming

 

You come from the Universe

Inside a golden box

you bring me the gift of life

You reverently place in my hands

 

I feel you’re coming

I feel you next to me

I hear your breath

You smell vanilla and basil

Your fingers are wet from interstellar travel

You tenderly caress my dreams and desires

You carefully collect the drops of my sweat

You gaze upon the firmament with your piercing eyes

urging me to come up there with you

But I have so many obligations

and so many regrets down here on Earth

I don't have time for travels

 

You hold a bundle of golden corn ears

in your hands

plucked from the field of your dreams

that you didn't get to bring to life

You wet your hair with the foam

of the early summer sea

You open one last bottle of wine

with a rich flavor from the passage of centuries

which were irretrievably lost

Above us a bright sun

blows my mind

 

You come from the Universe

tenderly show me that our common future

isn’t here on the Earth but beyond in the stars

in the deep embrace of infinity

We belong there

me and you my lonely star

first love of my life

 

The Small Star

 

Every night a piece of the abyss

shines from a small star

a small volume of light hovers above

my wounded head

 

It was a long time ago that the misery of loneliness

made my throat dry

It had been a long time that the sweet

sound of happiness was silent within me

It was a long time

that a raven black as the eternal night

fluttered in my mind

It was many days

that the peace of my soul

looked like bitter death

but now in the evenings

appears the little star

with a blinding beam of light

in his shining hands

He gives it to me as an unchanging gift,

healing all my wounds

with his first innocent love

 

Someone

 

Tired traveler feel alone in the world

but you should know

that someone great

someone infinitely powerful

resourceful, indestructible, majestic

Awaits you eagerly on crimson-hued planets

to fondle your dreams to awaken,

to nurse your wounds

Waiting for you

You are always on his mind

 

Whatever happens to you is ready

to cure it,

to erase wounds and memories that hurt you

Wait and see

in the mirror of the Universe

to look at you with lust

It's your first love

 

Illusions

 

I no longer surrender to the allure

of psychotropic dreams nor to addictive desires

They shall not intimidate me henceforth

nor the secrets and riddles,

nor the mysteries life conceals

in the fold of the unattainable and the untouched

I don't hunt chimeras                                                                                                        

I feel like waking up in the mornings                                                                                    

with clear images in my mind                                                                                            

So far my memories                                                                                                        

adulterated by voracious substances                                                                    

which  lay in the dust                                                                                                    

of the unspoken and the imagined                                                                                    

But now I long to live again                                                                                        

to rekindle the engine                                                                                                   

of my indestructible essence                                                                                           

that I had forgotten,                                                                                                                                     to transform my future                                                                                                       

in a clamor of hope and anticipation                                                                          

I want to find again                                                                                                             

the traces of my lost expectations                                                                                       

for my days that once shone                                                                                              

but now rest in peace.

 

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.