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Category: Poem

  • God’s Grace

    Christmas is here, my dear, in glorious festive cheer. We celebrate the arrival of Jesus Christ, the survivor, who will bless us with God’s mercy and love and lead us to receive the gift of eternal life. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou I wish you all a Merry Christmas. May the birth…

  • Final Stage

    You tramped around my heart, leaving heavy, profound marks, beyond for me to wipe out. Hence, I live with them, carry them wherever I go, until someday I will arrive at the final stage of life. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Flew Off

    Dreams grew wings and flew off somewhere far away with wild longing gazing at the bright future that destiny promised. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Crevice

    The pain of separation is an endless void that spreads in the heart like a tight embrace. A heavy black veil covers the soul, and it, sorrowful, accepts the game of fate. Time that flows changes nothing it leaves behind a crack that you will remember for a lifetime. ©2025,…

  • Bare Trees

    Bare stand the trees in the freezing cold, and next to them pass people, indifferent, forgetting the adorned green freshness that once they offered selflessly and longed for so much when the sun scorched everyone and everything. But time does not stop; it turns endlessly, and summer will come again…

  • Balm

    Sweet words, balm for the wounds, but tears flow endlessly since the first ones turned out to be bitter fairy tales. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Out of Order

    My soul wears spread wings and my heavy heart between, frail, jittery hands, my mind dissolves over time. I look around, lost, perfectly out of order. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Forever

    The mind cannot contain the pain that the soul carries, so it fights to erase yesterday and today hone in on tomorrow, but the soul has a deep gaze that embraces all of time forever. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Reckless

    My lone reckless heart, amidst countless emotions, gives bold fights to last. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Pious Fear

    Vast, bright, captivating horizons reveal before me, and my shaky hand reaches out with all heart and pure bliss, but the mind captured in chains of fear piously resists freedom. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou