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Category: Poem

  • Drained

    You deep dye my heart in crimson red, and the world around me becomes a canvas of pain in which I walk through with my broken heart dripping blood, until drained, it will stop beating and release the grief up to the heavens. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Lies

    Many words full of lies fill the dark, resentful heart, guiding it to the cliff of the abyss. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Goodbye Year

    It was a beautiful year, my dear 2025. You taught me a lot without comfort to work hard and be patient to receive some award. You left some happy moments scattered here and there as not to spoil too much of my heart but I cherished every part. But time…

  • Totem

    Your Love seeped underneath my skin climbed up high mountains above God’s existence. Insane Love runs through my veins forever there’s no turning back I lost the road back to my own self. In the End I keep this Love like pearls around my neck as a Totem. ©2025, Vasiliki…

  • Christmas Magic

    Christmas sounds everywhere, carrying memories, filled with joy and play, as well as sorrows and poverty under the enchanting Christmas Tree, where prayers and hope weave magic. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • 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…