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Category: Poem

  • 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.

  • Short Poem2

    Love-Gust Your smile a vivid breeze and my heart flutters high above the sky incessantly in the name of love. ©2024, Vasiliki Papadopoulou, all rights reserved.

  • Stray Thoughts 9

  • Stick

    Your smile carved a deep crack into my heart from where drips pure love like, sweet honey. Drop by drop it fills me divine sweetness soaking my marrow until utterly I’m filled with you. ©2024, Vasiliki Papadopoulou, all rights reserved.

  • Dreamstory

    Standing under pouring rain alone with my dreams longing for the bright sun for that, they can shine in near future. But frigid strong wind blows in the way freezes deep everything into a long winter sleep and my dreams fall into oblivion as dead cold. Oh, luck of grace,…

  • Sacred Love

    Don’t spread your “I Love You” to the right and the left but keep it deep within you closed … until you genuinely feel it to the core so it burns and hurts so much you think you can’t bear it anymore, to the point that you feel you go…