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Category: Poem

  • Goodbye Dreams

    My dreams my sweet ones bid me goodnight telling me in a sobbing whisper: We are leaving and will not return again, because the heart of the world has turned to stone that cuts like a knife any joy that is born with effort to blossom tenderly like a beautiful…

  • Once upon a time

    Once upon a time there was a huge book, and I lost myself in all its pages, behind the fairy tales and scary stories that taught me to adore and fear; still, I kept reading overcoming words, commas, semicolons, and full stops Agony, grabbing my heart, I turned over page…

  • Serenade

    When daylight leaves and night breathes, a nightingale appears to sing its song. Full-throated with passion, very strong. A love torment serenade, like a sharp, cutting blade. It slits deep along a painful soul, reminding that there’s only one who can mend this broken heart!? ©2023, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Loving Fast

    Fast love. Ephemeral love. Changes with each heartbeat. Steps bit by bit into darkness. Embraces you with vast nothingness. Till you feel lost in eternity. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Greetings from Hell

    Your absence is like fire, burning my heart, that desperately tries to find you in the chaos of this world. Pieces of it are scattered to the four corners of the horizon, and a signal, step by step, they’re cheerfully tracing. Finally, there, in the center, you’re standing proudly smiling…

  • Shame on you

    Fear stepped onto my soul, trampled on it relentlessly. Helpless, it curled up together. When suddenly courage rose regnant like thunder. It endowed it with two tremendous wings. Then the soul rose breezily upwards until fear froze terribly and withdrew in shame. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou #fear #soul #courage #life #lifelessons

  • Grievance

    The beat of my heart is singing a song with unbearable sorrow about Love. Its silent, crying night and day in a grievance, merely saying: Oh my love, my sweet-bitter love how could you smash my heart so much? ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Comeback

    My invisible wounds lay open and my silent tears are falling into a deep well of sorrow. Yet, inside my head a voice is crying loud: The cruelty of life has brought me to my knees, but the hope of life will keep me alive and bring me back on…

  • Vagrant Soul

    The soul wanders every night senseless in a foreign body among fake scents seeking a love that will stick to it like endless eternal skin. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Tabula Rasa

    Lofty snowflakes embracing Black Earth disguise it in white innocence. A picturesque memento brings childhood back to life vividly. Laughing, playing, rolling in the snow, a sound that keeps blowing up old memories. Juncture, A New Age of Life and heavy raindrops falling, washing off, slowly the refound echoes. After…