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In my poetry, I try to include all aspects of the human condition. Love and pain, sin and redemption, life and death and all that lies in between.
Chris Zachariou
Aug 6, 2022
The Story of the Laughing Son | Political Poems
The poem, inspired loosely on Marquez’s “A Chronicle of Death Foretold,” captures the tragedy and fatalism intrinsic to this landmark novel.
Chris Zachariou
Aug 6, 2022
The Universal Harlot | Byzantine Tales
“The Universal Harlot" explores the intricate history of Istanbul, a.k.a. as Constantinople a city bridging Europe and Asia.
Chris Zachariou
Aug 6, 2022
Istanbul | Byzantine Tales
The poem delves deep into the multifaceted identity of the city of Istanbul, a beacon of cultural and historical significance for centuries.
Chris Zachariou
Aug 6, 2022
The Crimson Virgin | A Coming-of-Age Poem
In a crimson embrace, choices linger. The girl, alluring and provocative, captivates hearts. Mysteries whisper, regrets loom.
Chris Zachariou
Aug 6, 2022
The Troubadour's Flute | Cyprus Poems
A poem about the power of art to capture a moment in time, and the beauty of innocence.
Chris Zachariou
Aug 6, 2022
The Gypsy Virgin | Andalusian Poems
A story of love and lust. A beautiful girl in Cordoba dances with the gypsies in the town square and drinks wine dripping from the moon.
Chris Zachariou
Aug 6, 2022
I Will Always be her Lover | Toxic Love
I live inside her twisted mind. / There was no choice. She left the door /
ajar and casually asked me to come in...
Chris Zachariou
Aug 6, 2022
The Moon Child and the Fairies | A Coming-of-Age Poem
A girl's enchanting journey begins amidst moonlit woods, where secrets beckon and forbidden allure weaves its seductive spell.
Chris Zachariou
Aug 6, 2022
The Moon Child and the Angel | A Coming-of-Age Poem
A young girl, enticed by forbidden allure, embraces her womanhood under the moon's gaze. A journey of secrets, and seduction unfolds.
Chris Zachariou
Aug 6, 2022
Dreams Beyond a Poet's Heart | Toxic Love
My clothes are made of denim / and my shackles are made of love / Your long black skirt is made of silk / now take it off and lie down.
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