Your tender kisses
turned to ash,
those you gave me
on burning nights.
Time carried them like a stream,
leaving behind
the picture of a sad dream.
Now I kneel beside your cold body,
I pray to God
to take me from this world
and let me rest in your embrace.
©2026, Vasiliki Papadopoulou
For more poems and stories, visit my blog, Vaso Papa.
Vasos, ‘Your tender kisses turned to ash.’ Such sorrow, such love. This poem is a prayer, and it’s beautiful. 💙
Much love,
Khadija 💕🤗
Thank you! I’m happy you liked it.😊🧡
Beautiful and heartbreaking. The grief in these words is deeply felt, and I pray God brings comfort and peace to the hurting heart behind them. 🙏
Thank you, Willie. May God bless you.🙏😊🧡
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