At times, old insecurities come to the fore, hand in hand with wistful memories of past lovers, loss, death and grief. At other times, I have bitter quarrels with God late into the night about sin, redemption and child-death; and when solace will not come, in despair, I run for shelter to life's true confessional—poetry.
Monday, 28 April 2014
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I do not fear you anymore - a poem by Chris Zachariou
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Divine Fury Unveiled |
My love for The Son of Man
and Christianity as a way of life is infinite, however, I find it impossible to
believe in a metaphysical world.
This poem is my own personal view of God. Please do
not continue reading if you are easily offended or intolerant of other peoples'
views.
This poem is largely inspired by the novel 'The Last Temptation
of Christ' by Nikos Kazantzakis.
This place is bleak.
There are no flowers
the land is scarred
and all the birds have fled.
A solitary burnt-out tree
with a broken branch
is struggling to survive
against disease and darkness.
There are no flowers
the land is scarred
and all the birds have fled.
A solitary burnt-out tree
with a broken branch
is struggling to survive
against disease and darkness.
The Hero - a poem by Chris Zachariou
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Relationship breakdown - Photo by Eric Ward |
I remember your pain when your lover left
and your when another came to stay.
He was famous, a hero and a legend
with a crown of laurels on his head.
He filled your world with brave dreams
and dazzled you with his light.
Labels:
loneliness,
loss,
love,
sadness,
woman-child
Location:
UK
Remember Me - a poem by Chris Zachariou
Brother,
do you remember me
I
am the one before your life
I'm
the one without a name.
I
was cursed and I banished
from
the garden of the fathers
with
a cross upon my shoulders—
a
burden for the sins of others.
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