Ovi -
we cover every issue
Ovi Bookshop - Free Ebook
Tony Zuvela - Cartoons, Illustrations
Ovi Language
Michael R. Czinkota: As I See It...
Stop violence against women
Murray Hunter: Opportunity, Strategy and Entrepreneurship
International Red Cross and Red Crescent Movement
BBC News :   - 
iBite :   - 
Nikos Laios

Nikos Laios

Nikos Laios:poet,writer,artist,philosopher,and citizen of the world.Lived in Greece,and now in North Sydney,Australia.My home is any cafe with a warm heart,a glass of wine,and partaking in a symposium on life with new friends,with joy and laughter.

 Yesterdays & Tomorrows Yesterdays & Tomorrows by Nikos Laios
Yesterdays & Tomorrows  The moments Are fleeting:The morning sunDancing on closed
 Sunrise and SunsetSunrise and Sunset by Nikos Laios
I can feel the Blues coming On oozing;Fluid blues like a Sweet bourbon Flowing over Cracking ice
 Red Cliffs Red Cliffs by Nikos Laios
Red Cliffs The red cliffsThe blue swell
Badboys Radio Show Ovi Gallery Le Meteque Ovi Exhibition Ovi Bookshop
 ShadowShadow by Nikos Laios
ShadowYou left the worldBut your shadow remains, The imprint that your soul Made on this world remains.
 Swimming in the deepSwimming in the deep by Nikos Laios
Swimming in the deepThe ocean sang Of memoriesSwimming in the deepUnder the blue sky And swaying palms.
 Empty CellEmpty Cell by Nikos Laios
Empty CellHe goes to sleep tiredAnd he wakes up tired, The city had scooped The soul out of his guts And left an empty shel
 World of poetryWorld of poetry by Nikos Laios
I live in a World of poetry;The sky is poetry,The ocean is poetry,The grass, trees,Steel, cement, glass An
 New CenturyNew Century by Nikos Laios
New CenturyThe fog clearedAnd the whaler glided Into the bay as the workersSat on steel girders  With their legs dangling High over the n
 Child poverty & economic colonialism in the European UnionChild poverty & economic colonialism in the European Union by Nikos Laios
 Dying Light Dying Light by Nikos Laios
I swam in the ocean at sunset,I played blues on my guitar,I barbecued spare ribs on an open fire,The sun fell on her golden hair,I glistened like a
© Copyright CHAMELEON PROJECT Tmi 2005-2008  -  Sitemap  -  Add to favourites  -  Link to Ovi
Privacy Policy  -  Contact  -  RSS Feeds  -  Search  -  Submissions  -  Subscribe  -  About Ovi