Wounded souls
hidden in the dark
forgotten and scorned
they don’t talk,
just lurk
for lovely days.
Those days,
who will reignite
the outworn, burned ashes
back to life,
so they can strive
for new passions.
©2023, Vasiliki Papadopoulou.

Wounded souls
hidden in the dark
forgotten and scorned
they don’t talk,
just lurk
for lovely days.
Those days,
who will reignite
the outworn, burned ashes
back to life,
so they can strive
for new passions.
©2023, Vasiliki Papadopoulou.

Vaso, the phrase “they don’t talk, / just lurk / for lovely days” really stays with me. It seems to capture the ache of waiting in silence, hoping for light without knowing when or if it will return.
Much love,
David
You translated it very well, David. I thought these lines profoundly capture the emotional turmoil we are going through these days. Stay safe, my friend. 😊❤️
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