Something could happen today.
Illogical detours ahead.
Wrongly estimating the infinite.
Hoping for a brighter conclusion.
I know your beauty.
Collected poems of Sotirios Nicholas Vakakas Gordon (also known as Nick). Themes include: the beauty of nature, mystical experiences, phantasmagorical revelries and comforting ways to reach an enchanted forest.
Sunday, March 31, 2019
Thursday, March 28, 2019
She glistens again...
Transitory intervention.
Otherworldly revelations.
Sunlight revelry commencing.
Euphoric release from terrors.
She glistens again.
Otherworldly revelations.
Sunlight revelry commencing.
Euphoric release from terrors.
She glistens again.
Wednesday, March 27, 2019
Never lose yourself...
Never lose yourself in suffering.
Irrelevant longings will drown.
There is a way to heal.
Safeguard to innumerable wonders.
Colliding with stars and skies.
Irrelevant longings will drown.
There is a way to heal.
Safeguard to innumerable wonders.
Colliding with stars and skies.
Love won't be enough...
When fuses fulfill.
All that we need.
So careless like scars.
Waiting to cause hurt.
Love won't be enough.
All that we need.
So careless like scars.
Waiting to cause hurt.
Love won't be enough.
Redemption
Open the door.
We wander aimlessly.
Pursuing these roads anew.
Let tomorrow bring sweeter sorrow.
This undeniable rush of redemption.
We wander aimlessly.
Pursuing these roads anew.
Let tomorrow bring sweeter sorrow.
This undeniable rush of redemption.
Sunday, March 10, 2019
In blissful unrest...
The rain was falling.
Something optimistic is here now.
Miraculous collision of emotions.
Summer seems to be dawning all around.
Next to you in blissful unrest.
Something optimistic is here now.
Miraculous collision of emotions.
Summer seems to be dawning all around.
Next to you in blissful unrest.
Monday, March 4, 2019
Sunlight from vernal horizons...
Sunlight from vernal horizons.
Igniting skies with enchanted fires.
Rapturous glimmer of the stars.
Rain across mountainsides.
We are nearing obliteration.
Igniting skies with enchanted fires.
Rapturous glimmer of the stars.
Rain across mountainsides.
We are nearing obliteration.
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