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Category: Poem

  • Sooth

    My heavy heart ripples guided by the cold north gale watching out towards south for a warm, pleasing, sooth place to embrace and hold on tight not ever want to leave all the way until the end of life. ©2024, Vasiliki Papadopoulou, all rights reserved.

  • Burned

    Melting kisses on the heart your both eyes set a fire in my desert, being and here I am burning alone chaperoned only by an indifferent Sphere. ©2024, Vasiliki Papadopoulou, all rights reserved.

  • Poem-Quote

    Forsooth! He serves you after strange divices. No earthly meat or drink the fool suffices. His spirit’s ferment far aspireth, Half conscious of his frenzied, crazed unrest; The fairest stars from Heaven he requireth, From Earth the highest raptures and the best, And all the Near and Far that he…

  • Rescue

    The old wise love between us in despair, tried to save us but mighty proud didn’t hear our dourly poor heart. ©2024, Vasiliki Papadopoulou, all rights reserved.

  • Foolish Heart

    The heart thrilled flutters through the wide world happy and lovely in high hopes forever to be happy. But fate jinxed and bitter plays a cunning play with the poor heart when it sudden was seized by passion. And thus laughs Amor in his sleeve does he know that man…

  • Castles

    I built castles of paper high at the rough sky, where the wind blows unstoppable wildly, and it stirred up my castles. After, all of a sudden a flash of lightning ripped apart my heavens and all my desires burnt down like a single piece of paper into dust and…

  • Eternal

    In life, an endless goodbye is everlasting, my bloody heart breaking its wings in two-part and your hug, Judas kiss. ©2024, Vasiliki Papadopoulou, all rights reserved.

  • Strings of Fate

    Before I met you I loved and cherished you deep in my heart with all my being hanging on a string of fate. And just before it cut into pieces there you were smiling tenderly like heaven’s angel and my whole world became you. ©2024, Vasiliki Papadopoulou, all rights reserved.

  • Haunting Death

    The song of the nightingale a drilling thorn in my heart that awakens the memories of the painful happy days which we spend together, and we believed as blessed they going to last forever. But fate played a ploy with death that tirelessly lurked in a hidden in a corner…

  • Void

    I welcome over and over again night and day jointly. Torn apart -deeply- between illusion and reality; I wander around in an empty city where nobody knows me. Searching for my soul that had gone lost together with you, burned in the ashes of our invincible love. Close to insanity…