Not a deep feeling did we declare,
nor did we live a great love affair.
Wrong or right,
we only shared a night.
Category: Romantic Poetry
The Melancholy of Love
Love always dwells in melancholy
but oft-times saddens itself even more
from the fear of a loss caused by folly
and of a heart that the Fates forswore.
Embalming
Manolis Aligizakis,
Vancouver
All night long, sleepless
you thought of how to tell
the novice embalmer
to grant him his final wish
to present him with
a faint smile and
an imperceptible yet
Emigre
Manolis Aligizakis,
Canada
I held my youth like a knife
sharpened by the sun,
by the smooth sirocco
and I cut myself in two
Loose ends
All night long, sleepless
you promised not to cry
to drive to downtown
to the family lawyer
and tie up loose ends
Methodical
Manolis Aligizakis,
Canada
He kept his dreams
ambitiously hidden in his heart
placing hope in separate
crystalline vase
along with monotony and at
the time of the longest
shadows he walked
First Kiss
Under the scandalous moonlight
her body shone like
a drenched statue of Aphrodite
Grieving
In your mind
all night long sleepless
promised to go, not to cry
arrange flowers
in plastic vase
fill it with water
from cemetery fountain