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Category: Poem

  • Good Old Friends

    I wanted to leave behind my sorrows, wipe them out, forever. Shockingly, then I realized that I would feel empty, profoundly alone, deep in my bones. Since I got used to them, like good old friends. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Vanitas

    Here, people no longer care about anything not even the pain of their fellow who struggles for a drop of bliss but only worry about their own delights. They scatter their soul on meaningless and fleeting people and things thinking they will touch absolute glory in this self-centered world. ©2025,…

  • Night-Blooming

    Your kiss smells sweet like the night-blooming flower the one you gave me at dusk. My heart shivered like butterfly wings and soared high to the seventh heaven. So, I danced along with the full moon and the stars, a thousand sparkling ones, to the melody of love, all shining…

  • Nobody told …

    Nobody told me love would hurt so much. Deep down in the cave of the soul. Where a wound would burn endlessly like a low-burning flame, keeping this ailing love alive. Here I am now holding the pieces of my heart in my hands, trying to stick them together, even…

  • Hello October…

    Finally, the golden month is here. Please be kind, October.

  • Raging

    It has wings, the raging wind that will take me far away, far to the neighborhood of paradise, so, fortunately, my soul may find peace. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Madness

    Every heartbeat a voice crying out your name, longing for your response. Merely, an empty echo caresses my desperation, carries me to the verge of madness. The darkness of love overshadows my heart, brings me to my knees, leads to the death of my destiny. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Autumn

    Leaves are falling onto the ground in sync with Mother Earth’s whispery sound and thus, scattered colors are all around. So, let’s embrace our hearts, my lovely dear, that autumn season is finally here. ©2023, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Egotism

    Clouds are passing by. Day by day, biding goodbye to an ignorant world tied in chains of egotism. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

  • Freedom

    Resting in darkness near the window, wide open, and there you are, standing proudly, your eyes staring at me hard. Silence surrounds me, I want to shout out loud my soul, but I have no power. Still, there is you with a caustic grin, cutting all my hopes for freedom.…