Category: Poem

  • Youth’s Journey

    A poem about aging. Youth, rebellious and courageous tasted her young years to her fullest pleasure. Nonetheless, growing year by year, she never stopped dreaming unfettered dreams. Even though she stumbled many times over misfortune and sorrows, passionately she kept chasing the unfeasible. The time flowed like crisp, fresh water…

  • Overgoes

    My heart goes and goes and overgoes in a world that doesn’t love. It constantly stumbles over breakups and disdain, feeling like a burning pain, but hope and courage bring it back to its feet and the journey continues far and beyond where true love awaits the pure, bold heart.…

  • Leading Star

    Around your neck a big star shining bright into the night alluring me to step on the path of salvation carrying me close to your great heart and gracious love. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Raindrops

    The sad dripping sound of cool rain lulls my pain into deep sleep, and my heart awakens in crisp freshness, trying to shake off all memories. A sudden flash of lightning breaks me into two. The past pulls on me; it won’t let me go free. Silent tears start running…

  • Hopeful Talk

    Unbearable sadness and pain gripped my heart, and deeply immersed in despair, suddenly, Hope appeared to me and said: “Oh, poor thing! Will you wait for me forever?” As if being struck by lightning, I looked at Hope, and faith slightly shimmered in me. And I returned: “Is there anything…

  • Illusion World

    Society has become a place where wannabe celebrities show off with fake grace, chasing every way to be on the agenda and make hella of crazy money in the world of illusional vanity. But time is smart, continuously checks which is worth it among these subjects to finally enjoy proudly…

  • Word’s Death

    Love words taken by the wind and diffused into the universe. They fell on the deaf ears of an ignorant humanity. Hence, they dip themselves in the dark nothingness of eternity. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou. Painting ©: Te Amo Wedding Dia De Los Muertos, by Pristine Cartera Turkus

  • Draining Heart

    From tears dried out my heart. Neither sorrow nor joy, everything looks alike in this cruel world. Thus, it hushed silently, slowly, and stopped beating, uprooting the love which engraved woe so cruelly. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou.

  • Wings of Love

    I climbed on the wings of love and flew far away to a place, where time doesn’t exist but only a vast, magical embrace, and my heart rested heavenly under the divine ever-love.  ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou.

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