Let the Good Times Roll

The best way to feel is to not feel at all. At least that’s how it seems when you’re in the deep end, gasping for air. Try as you might, there is no way to free your mind. The rebels of the world fight for peace, holding doves above the skies of blindfolded eyes. They…

Victorious 

Some people are fearless, as if they were born to create the most bizarre, crazy story and say “this was my life”. My grandma is one of those people, born on a day like this one 75 years ago. I was the only grandchild blessed to be named after her, Niki is Greek, meaning “the…

Agios Sozomenos 

Over the healing hills of Agios Sozomenos my grandpa Antonis would stand with binoculars for a chance to get a glimpse of his village Tymbou. Now part of the turkish occupied area, everything that once belonged to him and his family were lost…only left in blurry images to be viewed at a distance. The house…

Face of the Sun

I felt her roots firmly ground me, Morning dew Washing the pain away. She shied her power With a humble smile at the Sun.   The light on her face Healing forests afar, A single seed of hers Greeting seven generations to come.   © Nicoletta   If this poem had a voice, this is…

Skye

Tears roll down my chin Like the raindrops on my window. How to describe this beauty Oh Lord I try my best to sink it all on paper. The fairies song Ring my heart awake As I stare at endless green Above me Below me Turning all around me. I am the greenness of this…

Oh, Mother

In your hands I call the pain To succumb to the tears Of your rainfalls. Oh, Mother Forgive us For what we have done. Thousands of years You have made this home. And what have we done in return? Mother, I breathe your air In gratitude. I bend down on two knees As I thank…