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Category: Poem

  • Raining

  • Drained

    I drained my brain and spat out my soul on a blank sheet of paper, and when the ink dried a piece of me died— quietly. ©2026, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Share in Life

    My share in life is to thrive on virgin paths. Devote my soul without control, let it be free to explore all elating glee and taste some tints of sorrow. Just what destiny has to borrow. ©2026, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Ache

    An unbearable ache descends upon the soul, like a drifting shroud that wraps it whole as the wind enfolds the blossom of spring, tossing it until it is torn away from its tender warmth of home. ©2026, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Feeble Spirit

    The sun rose bright in my heart when you smiled at me — sweet like an angel who had fallen from the sky, and deep within me — great love blossomed unbearable for my feeble spirit. ©2026, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Dog Star

    Shining stars in the canopy of sky, our love is nestled and blazes brilliantly, as Sirius— who cravingly burned with love for Opora until he was united with her, and, finally, the world cooled down like the shining night heaven. So, our love roots like an antenna beyond all these…

  • Stygian Night

    Evil conjoins with evil, vile pulls the strings like a dark knight throughout a stygian night. When the state of souls are at high risk, being stranded in the shape- of hollowness, while the Good leans on patience, and awaits justice given by the wise divine existence. ©2026, Vasiliki Papadopoulou…

  • Deception

    The heart grows hard as stone when love will not come to claim it, in this treacherous world, of shallowness — where to love it is only an accident of trend. ©2026, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Silence

    Death silence within my heart, and I fear nothing can mend this bareness of torment. ©2026 Vasiliki Papadopoulou image: eBay, Lucien Levy-Dhurmer: Silence (1895) – Giclee Fine Art Print

  • Voice of Reason

    The voice of reason argues with the pull of the heart, and the soul, torn and wavering, seeks divine enlightenment to put an end to the torment, and finally step toward delight. ©2026 Vasiliki Papadopoulou