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Category: Poem

  • Healing

  • Dire Pain

    I tried to enter your heart to steal one moment of love but sadly, found its door sealed. So, I turned around, sat down and paused, as I sensed alas it was healing from dire pain. ©2026, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Incurable

    My eyes emptied from love, that tore my heart and till down my innards, now, they drip blood, my tears drop by drop upon the pain that is incurable. ©2026, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Icarus

    I was swept away by joy, and I flew high to the royal heavens like poor Icarus. And condemning fate again struck without hesitation, burned my wings resolutely, since it does not forgive human vanity. ©2026, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • God-Sent

    Weak hopes do not fly on the horizon of courage they remain tied to the fertile ground of cowardice and patiently await only a miracle God-sent. ©2026, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Sound Sleep

    I lie myself in comfort to protect my mind and soul from the monstrous, wicked world, sleeping, let me be. ©2026, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Life in Plastic

    Happiness grew tired of jolling among- a fake and fleeting world, that carries plastic souls exposed like scenes, seeking a minute’s fame. And when it finally sets amidst anguish and sorrow, then the tragic souls try to wear other faces to cover their unrepentant sins. ©2026, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • RIP

    You tear me apart and put me back together in a never-ending, tragic game and I sit here watching like an old movie my fate marching on the lifeless road. So, I simply wait with hands crossed for a slow death that will save me from a destructive LOVE. ©2026,…

  • Mature

    Love commanded by the mind is a conscious, calm love, bound, devoted- to face all hardships come what may. It doesn’t hang on kisses since it is found on other various blisses. And what about the soul? This doubtless finds its way to soothe itself in the security of indisputable…

  • Social Atrophy

    Untiring, the clock is ticking, time vile runs by, unstoppable the world grows, falls into lethargy, corrupted to the core, there’s a light of hope resisting the darkness. Can humans be saved? ©2026, Vasiliki Papadopoulou