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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.

 
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 We Stand AloneWe Stand Alone by Nikos Laios
A flock of geese Fly under a grey sky,The fields are damp,The streets are wet.
 Pandemic DaysPandemic Days by Nikos Laios
Ran on the beach early this morning in Bulli which is a small coastal surfing village on the east coast of Australia, and the sun rising up from the east over the wide Pacific Ocean catches wisps of mist rising up from the s
 Man is the measure of all thingsMan is the measure of all things by Nikos Laios
Badboys Radio Show Ovi Gallery Le Meteque Ovi Exhibition Ovi Bookshop
 Armenian Girl Armenian Girl by Nikos Laios
Old Buildings and Abandoned ChurchesChipped,rippedOpen like the Guts of a fishSpill
 Lotus EatersLotus Eaters by Nikos Laios
The leaves fall And I can hear themWhisper to me,A legion of voices Swirling in the breeze Over the swaying trees
 Europa, EuropaEuropa, Europa by Nikos Laios
Europa, Europa,How they yearn For you still.Your laced VenetianArchways, raised ridges,Baroque bridges;Athena\'s mount,To the Seven hills;Londinium
 Grey Towers Grey Towers by Nikos Laios
The red goldfish Swam in the fishbowl Fluidly like blobsOf ink.
 Golden HueGolden Hue by Nikos Laios
There\'s so much cruelty in the world,So much hatred and malice, My heart weeps;We see differences Instead of similarities.
 DelosDelos by Nikos Laios
Sunset, Between the shadows And the dying sunlightThe broken bronze fingersHide in the long grass And wild flowers.
 Modernist RushModernist Rush by Nikos Laios
The early Sunday morning Skies are sombre and grey, And a strong wind blows over The ocean and flecks Of white foam dance On a br
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