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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	Abyss by Nikos Laios Play, and Let me dreamAn eternalBliss, anAbyss.
	Contemporary Turkish Fascism by Nikos Laios I. What is Fascism? Is the Turkish President Recep Tayyip Erdogan the new Hitler? Now this is quite a radical question but in lieu of the Imper
	We Stand Alone by Nikos Laios A flock of geese Fly under a grey sky,The fields are damp,The streets are wet.

	Pandemic 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 things by Nikos Laios
	Armenian Girl by Nikos Laios Old Buildings and Abandoned ChurchesChipped,rippedOpen like the Guts of a fishSpill
	Lotus 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, 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 by Nikos Laios The red goldfish Swam in the fishbowl Fluidly like blobsOf ink.
	Golden 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.
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