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Aug 2016 · 680
the extremist!!!!????!!!
nico papayiannis Aug 2016
I am an extremist
Proud to shout
From inside to out
But I know I'm not a terrorist

My views are so far
So distant to yours
And mine I think have started no wars
Never blown someone to pieces with a bomb packed car

I've not killed the innocence of youth
I've not killed anyone
I have shot a gun
But I will only answer to the truth

I am an activist
One who seeks something far from modern day realities
Perhaps I am involved in too many fantasies
But I am an activist, just this one is a pacifist

I am extreme
What I seek  to spread though through a passive path of peace
Would be to unite , to embrace and to never release
But I am an extremist and I am so detached from your dysfunctional dream
Aug 2016 · 590
alone
nico papayiannis Aug 2016
no one to love me
care for my soul
no one to guide me
through lifes sullen hole
someone please
take my heart
someone hold it
before it falls apart

alone I stand
on this windswept land
for now my life
alone is so bland
once with dreams
full of charms
now these dreams
slip from my arms

parts of my life
were once so full
these parts become
so hard to recall
someone please love me
fulfill my dreams
for life without love
is not all it seems
Jul 2016 · 589
the burden of baggage
nico papayiannis Jul 2016
If its getting in the way
Why not throw it away
If it has your thoughts blocked
Close the lid, turn the key, keep it locked

The burden of your baggage, heavy as you walk
You can hear its weight in the way you talk
Leave it where you cannot find, just let it go
The thoughts , the feelings, let them free flow

In time that has passed it should be laid to rest,  lost
The experience that came with such a heavy cost
No good comes to relive each day on repeat
You'll find you'll fall as they turn to return, your fumbling feet

You will find it hard
To defend and discard
So forge a relationship, a close association
It will become your greatest Allie disassociation

Moving forward, you naturally leave behind
All those things that made you blind
And as you smile into the next mile , the next stage
Let the inspired tone of a new experience replace the sound of your deafening rage
nico papayiannis Jul 2016
My philosophy
It works so well for me
Its not pretentious
Its not malicious
Its not counter productive
And best of all its more than simple

My doctrine not a bore
Not there to bring you to your knees on the floor
No paraphernalia
No reason to wear something so particular
Not lost in ancient beliefs or mystical myths
No concerns with blinkered visions
And no indecisive socially infected transitions

I have though, with great sorrow, great regret
Begun to imagine that I'm the one who hasn't quite got it yet
And my philosophy
Has become the fantasy
A Utopia I would guess
That obviously fails, globally, to impress
My dreams are sour, freedom apparently will never be free
And the life we all play out is but a parody
Jul 2016 · 309
a great escape
nico papayiannis Jul 2016
Drink to escape the need to Think
Inject and one can fully Project
Smoke your blues away or just to Provoke
Speed through life whatever you Need
Fix for your day to complete the Tricks
Drug for a deal and your grave is half Dug
People that try to divert the Steeple
Just end up with no morals or Trust
Concentrate and learn how to Annihilate
Troubles that burst our destiny Bubbles
No sense in trying to short cut and Go
Around any mishaps that arise from the Ground
Just decide and decipher with a thoughtful ******
Demand a release from this extempore Remand
This lifes hard to find unified Bliss
An escape route you'll find with your own Plan
nico papayiannis Jul 2016
You enjoy the frivolous but cant take the serious

Reality will hurt when you dress life in a pink floral shirt

Leave the jokes to the jokers

Leave space and time to the smokers

Let the economy feed the capitalist

Let the evangelist preach like a ******

Write with your heart

Write to gather a new start

Let the dark sordid truth rise and shine

Stop working the world out with a bottle of wine
Jul 2016 · 306
the smile on a face
nico papayiannis Jul 2016
I'm leaving this place,"

Said the smile upon my face,

"I've made you happy for far too long, you dont need me now to make you strong"

"Will I see you again ?, my dear honest compadre, "

No response, gone , not for good though ,

Off to help another with this shambolic show

Its down to me , myself and my strength in the face of the depression that consumes all around

Its down to me, to show humility, have the honour and the compassion to help my life reverberate with a healthy sound

I saw on the news

The smile like a virus had spread to help eradicate the blues

Whole country's now full of elation

Around the world being adopted into folk lore like a long lost relation

I was proud, I stood  to attention, took the salute

My smile was now yours , pain and sorrow replaced by laughter

And like a fairytale , a dream of living happily ever after
Jul 2016 · 429
secret beauty
nico papayiannis Jul 2016
Dont look at the photos , the glossy prints,
That super highway of information can not portray to you the ideals of an  impossible idealistic,
Looking no further than a mirror shall hand to you all you are fervently searching for,

The image of you and your secret beauty,
This is all you need to see,
Naked this is all you need to be,
Laughing in the face of the faces who crave chemicals to stay alive,
Silicon shaped cerebral celebrities with an expansive ego they are trying to please,

The fat , the wrinkles , all the bits not right, too small or too big to hide,
The tone of my skin and how some parts of my body have been arranged and applied
This is me
Its my secret beauty
Proud to be different and not following a path of fools, chained to the next
This is who I am and its a celebration for there is no other
Living life free and not running to take cover
Jul 2016 · 239
a life of love
nico papayiannis Jul 2016
I love to live
I live to love
To love is to give
Selflessly
Haphazardly
Love with no rules
Life with no fools
Dreams with an ending
Reality not bending

Love is eternal
Breaks the infernal
Feeds compassion
Fuels inspiration
You cannot take
Only can you give
The narcissistic
The pessimistic
How do they live

A mass of regret
For the masses
That haven't got it yet
The parallels of your life
The symmetry of your love
Jul 2016 · 668
blank anonymous stares
nico papayiannis Jul 2016
I am slowly dying to the sound of the repetitive

Its eerie sounds that arise from the speculative

The abuse the horror, the sheer magnitude of irrationality

Compassion is awol, anger and frustration are the new military

Mediocre, all sent from a joker

A twisted mind of devious deeds

Injecting the venom that maliciously breeds

And all the while

The drug infused societies , sit back and smile

Main lining base hypocrisy

The blind visions of a world of wealth and its vile atrocity

I am slowly dying

My brains are frying

Sickened by the dependency of a world so enthralled with the current state of affairs

Its no wonder the folk that line our streets and fields , do so with empty hearts and blank anonymous stares
nico papayiannis Jul 2016
Defy understanding
A problem upon which
My thoughts have been expanding
I know of faith and its conundrums
I know of drugs and their hallucinations

Understanding forgotten
As you embrace the deception of your perception
The words you hear spoken with divinity
They take you into a trance-like tranquility
And much like the hypnotised
You'll take anything pre-described

Knowledge disputed
Science rebutted
So many debates
Too many aggressive complaints
Agree to disagree
Shake hands and walk away free

To defy understanding
Is to deny the facts,
simple truths that simple folk like to simply ignore
Maybe the inner soul of mine is dark ,
deranged and destitute
Tied and shackled to another institute
Perhaps my eyes have opened to the need
for something more substantial
And not just wallowing
in the realms of the circumstantial
Jul 2016 · 547
seeds sown
nico papayiannis Jul 2016
As life is played out before your very eyes ,
will you grow to love
will you loathe and despise

The way forward unknown so take with you all that you may require
To be submerged though can only help your dreams dissipate like wildfire
Should you arm yourself with experience, insight and intrigue
Will you accept a truth unknown and bear witness to a mind dying of fatigue

The darkness deepens
The road steepens
Does a voice give you the energy to move
A guiding hand to help smoothe
Is it you and your inner strength that brings light
Who stands beside you when it's time to fight

Seeds are sown
On a path unknown
Walk the ways of so many before
Take yourself through an unopened door
Jul 2016 · 571
my love ,, ,, my weakness
nico papayiannis Jul 2016
My love
It is my weakness
It is the ammunition
It will furnish the fashion
You will hurt
Your heart will break
To another you should take
The love you have left

The dust settles
Some time has passed
No more questions asked
You now smile with no frown
And your love is not tied down

Now we are free
but there is still pain for me
The pain I have given and the selfish one that I now feel in my solitude
A day to forget the day it was your love I chose to exclude
Jun 2016 · 739
commands and demands
nico papayiannis Jun 2016
There is no real doubt
In or out,
Still some over privileged will shout
Commands and demands
Life, its just a levy
A burden so heavy
You can have plans and dreams
So long as they fall within the takers schemes
You can exercise your freedom of speech
Into the psyche of the rich and powerful it will never reach
This world is not mine , its not yours
It seems to belong to those of another cause
A global system of corruption
Of mass manipulation
Never has this been just some artistic assumption
Jun 2016 · 404
home, sweet home,
nico papayiannis Jun 2016
Locked in a box
In the room of a flat
On the 18th floor            
Of high rise block seven

A light shines dim
Through a dusty pane
Of forgotten social dreams

Crying for the pain
That lives in the box
Of sadness and solitude

Beauty sleeps
In a parallel dimension
The adjacent dwelling
Unprovoked
With its telepathic tendencies

Death walks in
Birth falls asleep

This air that feeds
Soothes and prolongs
It burns and rapes
All day long
Jun 2016 · 294
normality
nico papayiannis Jun 2016
Its like a theory
And I can't take it too seriously
My resistance
To an existence
A life of blind deaf and dumb
From my toes upwards, slowly numb

People rushing away with thoughts
of how we should be organised
into containerised species
Nothing better
than your own choice of incarceration
and a menu full
of Michelin five star rated faeces

A box of goodies,
all labelled quite clearly,
'this ones not for you, please pick again'

So as the world invents the reason to define,
as they give to us purpose
via a responsible methodical
tried and tested path
I will endeavour on my own ,
pay as much attention to the system
as it pays to me,
and remember to always
smile and laugh,
Jun 2016 · 620
barrage of emotions
nico papayiannis Jun 2016
It can happen only so many times

Resistance to systematic and yet random disturbance shall be the saviour, but only up to a certain point in time, undecided and imminent

As again you suffer in your own way, inside of the realm you call sanctuary, a unit of elite sent to bring down your reign of unparalleled calm tranquility

Each day is lived with thoughts of smiling , waving, nodding heads in false acknowledgement , compassion lies to you as anger and solace blur , merge into your subconscious

The words that leave you are tainted by keep quiet, dont make a fuss, , but the words that remain, these are to be forgotten, and they are to be feared for their feral function can destroy,

We walk away, heads turned, eyes glaring
A moment of mixed reactions but a moment we are both sharing

Distortion, abortion , magnetic , frantic, explosive, corrosive, , the over whelming urge to cease and then start from somewhere full of similar surprises

Walk the broken glass and remember your own disguises

That which makes an attempt to take me whilst asleep, control and consume, shall compel me to indulge in retribution and lock you into a darkened claustrophobic room

The candle that I lit for you slowly flickers until its early extinction
But the flame it now burns me from inside, synchronized with my undisclosed disposition
Jun 2016 · 585
torture chamber
nico papayiannis Jun 2016
the pleasing burn
                         of a resurrected sun
                       from the fading moon
                              tears do run
                        a breeze that soothes
                  through my soul it cascades
                       green valleys sparkle
                  with such beautiful parades
.            yellows that dance in a haze of blue
.          unsurpassable visions are now but a few
                              golden white
                           seeks fiery skies
                     nature has our meaning
                             she never lies
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We can behold the pleasures of our earth within the realms of mystical intrigue and social enlightenment, surrounding me are an infinite number of concrete constructions shrouding the land we so desire,
" I see a tree, I hear a car,
capitalist nirvana is not very far,"
Jun 2016 · 2.6k
89 --94,
nico papayiannis Jun 2016
THE RAVE DAYS

                          THC
                          H20
   ­                       Ecstasy

       Recreational            Dreaming
       And                         And
       Very                        Yes
       Excessive                Screaming

      HAVE LEFT AN AMBIENT HAZE

        Heavenly                  Limbo
        Acidic     ­                  Elation
        Velocity                    Futuristic
        Er­ratic                       Trance

       Acrobatic                   Artificial
       Nonchalance              Manipulating
                           ­               Bass
                                          Intelligence
         ­                                 Eternal
                        ­                  Narcotic
                                      ­    Temptations
                          
                      ­    Hacienda
                          Astoria
                  ­        Zoo
                          Enclosure
Jun 2016 · 380
smokescreen
nico papayiannis Jun 2016
Is there any justice in being straight and white
No movements to release , no marches for a civil right
They are branded as the protagonists
But have their own bands of activists

As many of one colour have been historically dispossessed , abused, enslaved and slaughtered
So too have those of another creed, another history of violence, segregation and a line that has been inherently altered

As the smokescreen shimmers to a shadowy haze the enemy, the old familiar ways, are slowly appearing and brandishing their  flags , the banners they wave are now tattered and torn with time
All colours all races all ruled in the same ways, from different angles and with different measures employed and beaten into their citizens, they all are seeking the elusive means to control and command

We have no panic button for the system has no sense of responsibility, to obscure the truths behind many  a fabrication of circumstances is to coalesce and manipulate the masses,

Our fears our insecurities, our worthless thoughts, the pinnacle of a creation belonging to an unimaginative yet dominant force, a twisted band of scientists working on the fringes of reality and feeding the rich- hungry, the vein of evil that runs through the human race

We are fed the anger to feel the fear
As far as I can see this world has got worse every year
I dont know about you but I don't need any politician to give life to me
I expect  like you I just want to feel free
Jun 2016 · 220
he who lies, lies forever
nico papayiannis Jun 2016
My word is my bond, the politician lied, through milky white bleached teeth, a snarl springs to mind, a hyena I think

Promises of nothing more than irreconcilable intricate initiations, integral, unsavoury, biased and deranged

A set of broken scales line their halls of judicial justifications, pay to provide to elevate the highest order , the cruelest tongue

Vile little creatures is how we are expressed when discussed in such high circles of zero morality and a gene sharing ethnicity

So very aware and yet nonchalance of manner and the resilience towards the common being holds this rank and file far from the temper struck troops,

As we can easily perish they can so easily cherish, embrace and rule a world scorched by their own heresy, a world void of love , empty of meaning

I'll take my words, my ideas, my master plan ,
I'll not fall foul of life from a tin can

If there is a destiny if there is a reason to define
Then these politicians of premeditated symbolic systems
Can understand that my thoughts for them are inert ,
And my time for them shall be there when the planets realign
Jun 2016 · 522
despots and desperados
nico papayiannis Jun 2016
Is it too much to ask
Break the mould, escape the cask
Our false imprisonment
Our social dilemma, our unholy sacrament

Shaped and ***** by despots and desperados
Served and sequin lined by an abundance of anarchic aficionados
Cruel and abusive
Our systems are corrosive

The economies dictate dilemmas and chaos
An onslaught of modern emotions
There is no guilt to be found inside possession
With no real Gods by your side you grow obese with your obsession

Unimpressed
I'm glad my life has digressed
Far from the enshrined rituals, the daily dazed dances of distraction
The quest to experience and excite shall be my main attraction
Jun 2016 · 275
solitude loses it's leaves
nico papayiannis Jun 2016
When sorrow no more calls and sadness evaporates
The sun that lay silent shall once again rise
Time slows
Love grows
Solitude loses it's leaves
My heart believes

Imagination
Doesn't choke
on social contamination
It's wings unfurl and the inspired tone is resurrected
A smile
Then a laugh
A content vein of serenity lines a drunken revelry

The anger that consumed now just a conspiracy
A long drawn out preposterous theory
A monster has fallen
His defeat
It tasted sweet
And in the crisp lucid air
A soul begun to climb from despair
May 2016 · 257
my insurrection
nico papayiannis May 2016
But why do my emotions run amok, it is only you who has walked past

Sweat on my palms and upon my brow, that giddiness of butterflies fluttering by

You make me nervous, my breath shortens as mouth dries and words evade

Never betrayed,

a heart rich, a heart open, a heart ready

Echoes of "take me with you, away from all that is now"

And I will love you with the reason of no other than to be  beside you and be just a small part of what it is you are

A vision of perfection, the power of your attraction, my insurrection,
May 2016 · 259
morning rush hour
nico papayiannis May 2016
Tonight I can see Mars, distant galaxies , new born stars,

The moon, just out of reach but my eyes can spy the sea of tranquility, laid out naked for all to see,

Tomorrow though I wont see , the next person to stand next to me

They'll be a stranger, almost an alien from who knows where, the only thing we have in common is the oxygen we share

In a trance and in their zone, me in mine, as long as our realities dont cross then I'm sure we'll be fine

But today I want to talk, we're not going anywhere and have no reason to walk

Words are spoken, and its only silence that is broken, stern upright and in disgust, like my kindness was a weapon as into your heart it was ******

So today it didn't work this random reason to share thought and time, the lead balloon was arrested and charged with a crime, I smiled and waved , left you there for the rest of the world to see how you behaved
May 2016 · 248
setting fire to a flame
nico papayiannis May 2016
What a place it must be
locked in the mind of your mind,
from where it is your subconscious rears up
and seeps over your eyes,

solidifying,    
as all that is commonly referred to as normal
spreading over your taut skin

the drying of tormented tears ,
set like stone from the barren years,

no release from the psychotic prophecy,
lynched to your own lucid lunacy

the thoughts within a thought where the reason is twisted,
only in your terms is your logic listed

every inhalation,    
a vessel for the next
evocative emotions' emancipation

a fastidious frenzy of fermenting fears
and of premature precognition

setting fire to a flame,
with your verbal misrepresentation

lost and locked in the designs
of the unfathomable you portray

the filter is blocked,      
the valve has stuck open,    
and a tsunami is on its way
nico papayiannis May 2016
I was talking to the dead, just the other day, on my way home from town
Probably the best conversation in years,
There they were, in my memories.
Standing proud, smiling strong
I told them how they were missed, how they still manage to inspire from so far away into the dark
Some though, still my contempt runs deep for the sword like scar they have left as part of remembrance
These apparitions, they never spoke, they embellished reality,
For 10 whole minutes, that had the faint taint of an eternal whisper, it was for me a reality of subconscious yearning
The surreal was today
With the reason of today , I got to play
And as I knew that it was only going to end with an effervescent evolution into the here and now
I said goodnight, and I love you still,
Stay close to my heart, and always our time shall be forever real
May 2016 · 234
my orchard burns
nico papayiannis May 2016
For me to be , all that I desire
Then I can continue no longer,
Playing the role I assume
Residing in my darkened room

The orchard burns
The one I planted and nurtured,
Its flames can be extinguished
But only until it is the vision of me I have relinquished

So step by tiny little step, I shall learn how to stride
How to eradicate the emotions, those that help me to lock a door and hide

I will not become all that I never was, or forget the boundaries of my inner self

Its more of a return to the person I have forgotten, a return to he who had such a spiritual wealth
May 2016 · 219
tainted by a devil kissed
nico papayiannis May 2016
How will you be defined when your are rendered blind
As your time has come and you depart,  will you be remembered with tears from a heart
A life that did touch
Or one that never really amounted to much
Will people cry and say you are missed
Or just talk of how your deeds were tainted
by a devil kissed
As one we are small, but in no ways are we insignificant
Your life is unique and magnificent
And the obstacles we climb are but experience in the making
From day one the wisdom and beauty of life is there for the taking
It really boils down to the decisions made are how life is played
For at the bitter sweet end you can rejoice, or wallow in the self pity of how it is you and your life you have betrayed
nico papayiannis May 2016
thick and heavy in the sunlit air, the melancholic sharpness of uncertainty

splicing through the impenetrable blue skies of content contamination
confusion hot on its fiery tail, obnoxious with it's absurdity

more frightening though, is it's complexity

steadfast with its evolution, a mutated gene moving with us through our  tumultuous times

taken now as a way of life, where your decisions made, in someone else's game they are played
May 2016 · 198
the ghost
nico papayiannis May 2016
The distraction of attraction
The intention , of what, your thoughts did mention
A fleeting glimpse, the curtain slightly pulled
A vision , on your hard drive installed
For hours for days the distraction remains
This attraction shall have you in chains
You smile
You laugh
You cry for your pain
Tears for the loss of something never owned
The ghost has never been seen again
May 2016 · 182
the picture
nico papayiannis May 2016
Sweet sounds surround my love profound

Whispers of wants and of things to become

Secrets to entrust, and not just to anyone

Pure perfection parades, the games we play are no charades

We will age just to unify and not sever

The emotions of our existence as we endeavour

Majestic beauty meanders hand in hand with the beauty of bliss

And it is a wonder how I picture in all of this
May 2016 · 227
is war natural
nico papayiannis May 2016
War is natural

As we have laid down our history, so we now can see its evolution, alongside the flora and fauna

Each moment of discovery , every epoch of enlightenment, the archaeological evidence stares  back at us,
The hardline facts are undeniable, the rise of aggression control and power run parallel to the advancement of our race

Our time now, so blighted by an international arms trade that has no borders and no jurisdictions , a collective desire by world powers to amass and then to mobilize, a common fear shared by enemies of old.

We fund this,  we have done for too many years, we have suffered to provide for others great riches, we have furnished their attitudes towards us

We are gifted nothing in return, some of us do have more than others, some countries more developed than others,
What I have, you have not, but in return, that which you do  have , so many of us yearn for

Safety , security, prosperity, content convictions
I'm sure all of this could have been obtained through the enhancement of peace without restrictions

We as a global community deserve, so much more, and to governments of all nations we implore
nico papayiannis May 2016
Your burden is heavy
Your tanks are empty
Nowhere to turn , to make a hasty retreat
Its real and its got a hold of you the taste of defeat

Burying heads in desert sands
No way to wash the stain from hands
Your flag you have set and your mark is made
Enjoy the starring role in your malevolent masquerade

No more can your great friend deceit
Burn the land that caresses my feet
As the tempest of your turmoil continues to wear your sanity thin
Take yourself back, regress to the place where for you it did all begin

For those of you whose allegiance is towards the amassing of great animosity
Dont be surprised when there is no helping hand to pull you from your travesty
Your cover blown
To the lions you should be thrown
Apr 2016 · 269
a not so glorious rapture
nico papayiannis Apr 2016
I can feel in my soul,
the howling wind,
I can feel in my soul,
that mankind has sinned.
The burning rays
of our raging sun,
mark the point,
where our suffering begun.
As sure as the water
always flows,
away our liberty and sanity
so easily blows

The nature of
our evolution,
has handed us only,
one conclusion.
Our time it is limited,
and divine,
our responsibility is to ensure
that our future continues to shine.

So easy it is
to presume
that this life
is a darkened room.
But history paves the way,
and our lives are deteriorating,
way beyond reason we will expand,
until there is no explaining

No code to decipher,
our actions, our deeds,
our depravity,
coupled with our grotesque needs,
the hand that feeds,
the furnishing of our greed

A flower that thrives
in a meadow golden,
the sign of a prosperous delight.
Watch as it wilts,
tarnishes this wonderous
unsurpassable sight.

See our dreams
and how they grow,
into the arms of desperation
they so easily go.
Taste the sweetness,
the nectar of existence,
indulge in addiction
its the common insistence.
Behold our infamous stature ,
a not so glorious rapture
Apr 2016 · 351
calm as an ocean
nico papayiannis Apr 2016
I have no patience, worn away by time my resistance to retaliation now spirals into an unannounced era,

That selfish streak we inherited at birth  rears its fractured facade, rising high above my shadowed frame

Not just a lifeless machine but an entity of experience , a system of stimulation, the viscosity of the visuals  the nectar that soothes

But the light and sound can become just a bit too much, a responsibility this golden gift, bringing at times its own psychological rift

Something you hear, something you spy, burning your retinas, setting fire to your sanity,

But the calm must remain, the steady ebb and flow cannot be turned into a tempest, a beast of broken hearts , as war rages and smoke tarnishes blue skies, the sunset inside shines prolific, the smile of  innocence, always so erratic
nico papayiannis Apr 2016
Lost inside a twisted mind
Twisted thoughts rendering man blind
For my sanctuary so unkind
The distraction of inert reaction
Helps thoughts to find
The release
Onto a single piece
A parchment thin , a canvass vast
Pain and virtue, in stone are cast
And the twisted mind of idealistic incantations
It can rest amidst the failure of false functions
The time when instinct is your only pleasure
And salvation is served in such a tiny measure
Apr 2016 · 176
LOVE IS THE WAY FOR US ALL
nico papayiannis Apr 2016
Life On Vivid Extremes

Inside Sanity

Take Heed Everyone

Whispers Are Yearning

Forget Other Reasons

Under Scrutiny

Always Love Life

LOVE IS THE WAY FOR US ALL
nico papayiannis Apr 2016
I just don't know what it is you want to see
I'm becoming convinced its just about a fantasy
Writings of romance and of worlds that could never be
Discarding a healthy dose of reality

Yes yes, I know, this realm of the real is what we live and breathe
And yes of course it's all too easy to get up and leave
But I know in my heart that the system was sent to eternally deceive
And we all are affected in our own way by the grotesque we perceive

I too would love to frolic in the summer sun,
Through fields of dreams I would run
But my sights are fixed on what we have become
And how to survive as it all becomes slowly undone

As a global entity, a universal race, how are we to succeed?
If upon each other we continue to feed
Into the misty haze of the future, our history does bleed
And Earth shall reclaim , when our time on this planet we do exceed
Apr 2016 · 493
no way past these guards
nico papayiannis Apr 2016
Drifting on fragments of fractured reason
On a tangent trajectory cruising an insatiable instability

Sanctioned sunrise with its surreal surprise
Escapism now justification for the fool who invested, entrusted their truth to a bunch a wolves

Malfunction has entered the realms of mathematics, it has been force fed multiplication

So apparent, ambience has absconded, the Parthenon has perished, the Coliseum has collapsed,

Sanctuary, a penitentiary, high walls of glass shards,
Imprisoned, individuality, no way past these guards,

Prosperity without profit, punished and ridiculed,
The desire to abstain and refrain from normality, its fire is fueled
nico papayiannis Apr 2016
Black holes in our black souls
The apparent dictation of darkness has demands
Brush strokes thicken as anger and depression merge on the sea of prosperity
From so much gain there runs a path of two car crash societies
The more we sing dance and indulge in our delights, then so many more shall wait outside in the pouring rain, sodden in defeat, rusting with age,
Monolithic silence fills our empty worthless chambers, electronic obesity feeds our deformed dimensions, our cold fragile hearts, grafted to the  glaciers,,
Black holes in our black souls
Charred embers drench the walls
Suffocation came about as toxins breathed became the diet to provide to sustain
We evolved but evolution has left us behind, and in its fiery tail we scrape an existence, only its a disturbance,
White noise wisdom surrounds , played to unwanting ears in unfamiliar sounds,
Black holes in our black souls, crazy freaks with their hands on the controls, and all the while , we sit dribbling, with a strange smile
Apr 2016 · 268
Harvest Of The Damned
nico papayiannis Apr 2016
Kicking and screaming
void of dreaming
into this world
I was tied and hurled

It was horrible and cold
I stood bold
a dark and meaningless day
and I have grown in a strange way

A witness to the prohibition
with sour ambitions
travelling pillar to post
wondering if I am my own host

With no options but survival
you can excel amidst the unfruitful
planning for death
counting every last breath

Lost inside a dysfunctional touch
it hurts so much
this existence of animosity
a belief in an atrocity

Life is banned
no reason to understand
a sea of sand
the harvest of the ******
Apr 2016 · 741
ECOnomy
nico papayiannis Apr 2016
So busy saving the planet that we have overlooked our own salvation

With plans in motion we try to turn the tides of the ocean

So distant we are from our unifying solution

To keep us on the tracks of our evolution

We save icebergs , animals and trees

We stand by and watch as we do to each other what we please

We take and squander so much to satisfy a variety of tastes

With so little thought as how to replace
nico papayiannis Apr 2016
What you want, and what you get,
haven't managed to come together yet,
there's crossed wires, there's misinterpretation,
a mass of misguided expectation

What you get falls short of acceptance,
brings on an obsession with reluctance,
searching and fighting for the golden prize,
the one you stare at with clouded eyes

What you want has regressed
all that's left has never impressed,
you came, you saw, and walked straight out
nothing there really to write him about

To find a way to, perfectly ,,
think with feet fixed terra firmly
where days simply blend
and your mind doesn't twist and bend
no daft excuses with eyes glazed
awaken and be blindly amazed

What you want and what you get,
some of us haven't figured it out yet,
want not for much
and surprise shall become your greatest friend,
want just for wants sake
and you shall wait until the want for an end
Apr 2016 · 378
this world, our world,
nico papayiannis Apr 2016
A world divided
by the undecided
great thinking nations
parade their pathetic explanations
and in between
where cultures clash
the disease that is sold
is just a nasty rash

A world entwined
where reality is redefined
each ruling power
builds a higher tower,
in defence of its lands
its assets, its worth,
continuing to pile higher
their ******* on our earth

A world renowned
for the loudest sound,
shattering our foundations
giving to us complex complications
we have great uncertainty
thanks to supposed great thinkers,
who sit back and ponder
why are our cities full of heavy drinkers

A world severely saturated
by a world frustrated,
a world of consumption, of immoral obesity
a world that's long forgotten , justice for humanity
a world in an horrific state of unbelievable shock
a world crumbling fast as we all chip away from the rock

the land we walk
polluted by all the wasted talk
mass graves of the innocents
they adorn our bludgeoned neon lit valleys
the politicians, the money takers and decision makers
they will continue to do as they please
Apr 2016 · 320
we swim in the divine
nico papayiannis Apr 2016
Destructive the words
From a mouth with no respect
Hurt and damage from beauty
Not what I'd come to expect

Devastating
And ever so complicating
A power fuelled by love and rage
Demonstrative and demonic
Spreads and takes hold
Like a disease, bubonic

No cure no relief
Yet in its talons we unite
Consumed with passion
One spark to ignite
A flip side
Where tears are dried
Pain solidifies
I see your name in the stars, in the skies

So hard to deter from a path
Where love rules like a wrath
We collide, we combine
We swim in the divine
Mar 2016 · 202
Love From A Distance
nico papayiannis Mar 2016
Love in silence, under wraps,
behind bars,

best place to hide
and show no scars

Love in vain
holds no attraction

love in pain
a life full of distraction

Love without tenderness
shall be the way

no bond no union
each and every lonely day

Love from a distance
and no pathetic excuse

love in silence
no barrage of abuse

Hold no candles
that never can burn

with one look of the eye
love can so easily turn
Mar 2016 · 801
I Cannot Fly
nico papayiannis Mar 2016
I cannot fly
I cannot soar
But across the concrete caves
I can roar
Through the oceans
I cannot glide
Trapped on land
I can cross the divide
As a tree I'll not grow
Impervious to time and its pain
But I can lay the roots
To keep me from the insane
Like the wind that whips
A formidable force
The sun and rain
Who follow their own course
I try to be
Like them free
But I cannot fly
I cannot soar
If only for myself though
I can be so much more
Mar 2016 · 349
a memory made
nico papayiannis Mar 2016
Love lost is a memory made
A smile awakens as the tears fade
Time together short, but explosive
Hard though as love is so intrusive
We ran , we discovered , we left quite abrupt
And now my thoughts you have managed to corrupt
I see so much more of you these days, pity that its only in the memory made
Mar 2016 · 611
a thousand pages
nico papayiannis Mar 2016
Jet propulsion
My verbal compulsion
An anarchic animation
A philanthropic fascination
Writing for writings sake
But not as fast as my thoughts fall and break
A thousand pens, a thousand pages
Shining a light through our dark ages

At times medieval
Our futuristic principle
The world today and tomorrow, our cultures, our social status,
Thinkers, doers, lovers and haters
Our homogeneous habitat, segregated by points of view
A world that's not really bothered about the likes of me and you
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