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Category: Poem

  • Deathtalk

    Cunningly, death smiled at me, wanting me to crumble I uncommonly faced it heroically and retorted promptly: “Death is dead to me, but life is so dear.” Thus, I cut off all my fear, and the threat of death disappeared, cause love for life fills me with valor so that…

  • Worn Out

    The weather changed, turning cold; the nights grew longer and darker. My body shivers incessantly, feeling the pain of your absence. My mind stopped thinking, caught in the trap of loneliness. Inside, I’m changing like the weather becoming cold like a stone. I’m bleeding, tired of this love. ©2025, Vasiliki…

  • Echoes of Love

    Wandering through the echoes of my heart. I remember your incredible smile, your delicate hands caressing my face, your soft lips, filling me with passion; my soul fainting and surrendering to that miraculous feeling of Love. Though I do live in these echoes, trying to keep them alive, with all…

  • Creative Woe

    A writer’s gloomy inspiration. It is to find their destination through writing to bring light to all mankind. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Tombstone

    Many years have passed since that morning when you closed the door you left me alone with the memory of our shared life. Then I thought I wouldn’t endure my heart would break under the weight of that unexpected separation. Now, here you are on this corner of the street…

  • Good Old Friends

    I wanted to leave behind my sorrows, wipe them out, forever. Shockingly, then I realized that I would feel empty, profoundly alone, deep in my bones. Since I got used to them, like good old friends. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Vanitas

    Here, people no longer care about anything not even the pain of their fellow who struggles for a drop of bliss but only worry about their own delights. They scatter their soul on meaningless and fleeting people and things thinking they will touch absolute glory in this self-centered world. ©2025,…

  • Night-Blooming

    Your kiss smells sweet like the night-blooming flower the one you gave me at dusk. My heart shivered like butterfly wings and soared high to the seventh heaven. So, I danced along with the full moon and the stars, a thousand sparkling ones, to the melody of love, all shining…

  • Nobody told …

    Nobody told me love would hurt so much. Deep down in the cave of the soul. Where a wound would burn endlessly like a low-burning flame, keeping this ailing love alive. Here I am now holding the pieces of my heart in my hands, trying to stick them together, even…

  • Hello October…

    Finally, the golden month is here. Please be kind, October.