The Salvation
I will leave my heart
to be seduced by the sirens of dreams,
from my longing for a homeland
which was never given to me
My desires were forgotten tied to the mast
of bitterness and unfulfilled
I am a beggar of calm days of
love and understanding,
of the one bound by bonds of compassion
and global tolerance
But I haven't slept after my beloved's last kiss
which is now in the box of timeless time
I am wide awake waiting to transform
in a butterfly her soul,
to lift me up on her wings,
to take me beyond the pain and the armed conflicts
that weigh like stones on my fingers,
to be seduced by the shadow of myself
in the blinding light of new undead worlds
at the edge of infinity,
to deliver me from my earthly passions,
to purify me by baptizing me
in the holy water of eternal peace
The Memory
The memory of peace’s days is sleepless tonight
It’s a eerie, unscathed, undefined creature
who does not say to sleep in the layer of oblivion
He knows very well to paint with hope
the canvas of my life,
to fill with sobs my few moments of peace,
to assemble even temporarily
my fragmented existence
The memory of times
of love, understanding, tolerance is vigilant
How it alienates me from the hours of pain and death!
How quickly it fills me up
with words and silences of peace and prosperity
that I lose them during of my broken days!
How it frees me from guilt and bitter regrets!
How much it unites me
with the familiar, the gentle, the hopeful face
of unity and solidarity!
He always offers me purification and forgiveness
for my inhuman thoughts and actions
But I am a perishable body, a finite mind,
a lover of justice and truth
which, however, cannot escape
from the wars of his passions
The Silence Of Chaos
The sky is silent
and the space is a voiceless wound
I travel through the transparency of infinity
The silence of the Universe whispers sweetly
in my strange dreams
The space-time in ecstatic peace
he consorts with my eager desires
I look like a fire arrow
within the sparkling body
of my interstellar vehicle
Death cannot touch me
I travel through immortality
of my chaotic loneliness
I feel like a grain of sand
of her indestructible harmony
I bow my head and worship the infinite
of a new heavenly life
The Separation
I can't stand the loneliness and the silence anymore
How I left aimlessly and thoughtlessly
from myself?
Only a voiceless whisper was left to him
like a thorn in my heart
a silence taken from the mouth of our farewell
Now worm I crawl in the soil of his absence,
waiting for his shadow
to recycle my soul
My life is creaking like a broken house
shortly before its transformation into a ruin
The Sun dies down
behind the worn permanently
fence of my meaningless days
Death in front of me
paints with black colour my hours
The tears of my lost dreams
they keep me awake and upset
On the grass and stones of my withered garden
snakes and bats coexist
carried by the wind of loss and unspeakable pain
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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