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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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 One Small Step For ManOne Small Step For Man by Nikos Laios
Neil Armstrong,Do you know What you have Done?
 Cosmic ReverieCosmic Reverie by Nikos Laios
In silence I drankThe moon tonight,
 ImerovigliImerovigli by Nikos Laios
The light is More beautiful When it dies,When it fades over The horizon And leaves an Impression.
Badboys Radio Show Ovi Gallery Le Meteque Ovi Exhibition Ovi Bookshop
 TitaniumTitanium by Nikos Laios
Titanium spikesIn the ripped earth Like jagged flesh Deep roots torn The trees are dying The trees are dying.
 Metallic SkinMetallic Skin by Nikos Laios
The city wore Its metallic skin Like a cheap Dress washed inGlowing neon colours,As the hookers and pimpsH
 DesolationDesolation by Nikos Laios
Fallen Angels sleptUnder the shade Of twisted curling trees, And the apples rhythmically Fell to the ground thudding O
 Unfurled Unfurled by Nikos Laios
Did you see The the lost kitesUp there floatingIn the cold windSwirling with Scraps of paper in The dark w
 Nocturnal Serenade Nocturnal Serenade by Nikos Laios
Their tears fell On the pavementMingling with music Sprouting seeds;The trumpet like honey,The saxophone like
 The Growing PastThe Growing Past by Nikos Laios
The Growing past Nourishes our Diminishing Future.
 The Bay at the Edge of the WorldThe Bay at the Edge of the World by Nikos Laios
The grey mist Sat on the ocean In the harshness Of winter and white flecksDanced on the choppy seaUnder strong winds
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