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Category: Poem

  • Craving

    The mind craves to be carried away far beyond a serene world where neither a drip of sorrow exists. There were the soul flutters lightsome like a bird. Τhe body frozen on the shore gazing at the horizon and the bird steadily flies higher until it disappears between the clouds…

  • Dark Souls

    Shadows of obtrusive light cast over the black silence on the bitter, aggrieved soul sprinkle hope all over. And sudden, unexpected everything falls into place like a miracle. ©2024, Vasiliki Papadopoulou, all rights reserved.

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  • Desolate

    Thousands of seas where my dreams lay down on a dark seabed. Thousands of seas my hopes were carried away over the waves. Thousands of seas my tears filled drop by drop. Thousands of sorrows submerged me in the sea of bleakness. ©2024, Vasiliki Papadopoulou, all rights reserved.

  • Superficial

    A sudden stroke and it fell apart my poor heart. Since love killed itself fed up with the foolish world where people lounge in nullities and glance in shiny superficialities. ©2024, Vasiliki Papadopoulou, all rights reserved.

  • Torment

    Tears of joy and tears of sorrow taking turns day by day in the game of life. Though there is faith spinning on the struggle together with hope hand in hand to overcome all torment and fall into the embrace of solace. ©2024, Vasiliki Papadopoulou, all rights reserved.

  • Ignoble World

    From Love dried up my heart since in this world only money and power it has learned to cross. Sadness girdles my heart and with time flying by it hardens relentlessly until everything goes dark entirely. At last, my heart has become hard as stone not being touched by anyone…

  • Fearless Heart

    Emotions are dancing joyfully around my heart bouncing recklessly on the cliff’s edge of love and passion. And my heart? Basks in the bliss in these moments of heat ready to fall into the abyss. ©2024, Vasiliki Papadopoulou, all rights reserved.

  • Seasons of Love

    The Spring rolls in, raising tender feelings. Then follows the Summer, seize them strong with passion. Next falls Autumn, ripes the affection deep in Love. So, arrives Winter, endless silence settles down, and makes Love strong. ©Vasiliki Papadopoulou 2023

  • Fancy Worlds

    Fancy worlds in the game of parties showing themselves flirting with the shining flashlight putting on a fake smile. But once the light expires darkness covers all this mankind masks do fall and naked truth comes to light. It’s the curse on phony worlds. ©2024, Vasiliki Papadopoulou, all rights reserved.