The Immaterial Ones
(Dedicated to Native Americans) Written by Nikos Moschovos Descendants of civilizations. Lined faces look sadly. Bygone hymns they sing. They stand, proud, on the mountain tops, Forgotten. They mourn,...
English Poems
English Poems of Nikos Moschovos poet-writer-author
Hey You
Written by Nikos Moschovos Huh! Hey you, human! Huh! Hey you, world Don’t look at me, Don’t ask me I live in my glass box. Hey you, human who...
The Game
Written by Nikos Moschovos The Quintessence of the moment remains. Nothing else. Neither the tears from your eyes Nor the laughter of childhood. No hatred frightens you if love looks...
The Tower
Written by Nikos Moschovos The Tower is high, my soul is sold out to the dream to the dream. My baby, I am waiting in the street I...
Placid Strength
Written by Nikos Moschovos Be afraid of the placid strength when the river smells. Time leaves indelible marks the index keeps an equal tone. He shows patience...
Oh Baby!
Written by Nikolaos Moschovos Oh baby! How hard you must try to see the sky. You run and shout like a bee, but you don’t look around; your eyes look...
Still Life
Written by Nikos Moschovos You look at the still life The drink burns your throat And the bridge looks distant. The ashtray is small The bottle empty The mystagogy is...
Wealth
Written by Nikos Moschovos Wealth, Words and actions industrial espionage rivalries competitions. Receptions, Public Relations, Untrue Friends true enemies. Wealth, Always solitary like the raven waiting to mangle its...
Refusal
Written by Nikos Moschovos When you spit, little girl, at your idol you feel nothing anymore, You are only a wooden doll. When you spit at the man you...
The Petty Satraps
Written by Nikos Moschovos The Petty Satraps of All Kinds have gone for a walk. they knock at my windows trying to grasp at the marrow of my conscience. ...
