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Category: Poem

  • Valiant

    Traveling on an empty train through land and seas somewhere in nowhere. Driven only by passion yearning to be free drenched in courage looking at death in the eye and reach out for unknown horizons. ©2026, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • New Era

    New Neptunian fog spreads hugs and tugs me tenderly the Aries era kicked off artistry on fire. ©2026, Vasiliki Papadopoulou PS This is my first astrological poem. Today, a new collective consciousness will start to shape, since Neptune entered Aries once for good. This transit will last for 14 years.

  • Cocoon

    Break me free from my fears deep from my heart and embrace it tight with passionate love and I will unveil my whole world before you. Like a cocoon hatching from its nest I will transform into a butterfly, and like a monarch, fly high to the world’s vast sky.…

  • Stupor

    My soul is crying out in pain by witnessing an unjust bargain about life and death, where humans kill humanity for the sake of power. How long will this reign last? Of numbness and timidity enduring this ferocity as a given gift by nature? Oh! Wake up quickly, my courage…

  • Free Spirit

  • Incurable

    The heart has no cure it pays highly, its share of the pain of love so then does it cast it like a stone out to the shore, and though it knows very well no matter how much time passes still, it will always wait there. ©2026, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Unearthly

    I will never forget the tears I shed for this unearthly love. Though bitter and sweet, it left a deep scar on my soul, a forever-empty space like a wide hole that will never heal. ©2026, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Miraculous

    Hope might be an illusion, but it’s an illusion that keeps me alive. Holding on to the impossible, to the impossible dream that, at times turns into a real miracle. ©2026, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Decayed

    Poor eyes wide open and bitter lips tightly sealed, witness this vile world, one tragically decayed, still, trying hard to ignore. ©2026, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Storm

    There’s this storm of doubt not letting me go after my happiness, it’s hunting me down with cruel despair until I break under- the will of the world. ©2026, Vasiliki Papadopoulou