Original Poems Rooted in Thought, Written in Stillness.
These are not poems written to fill space. They are original in the truest sense, drawn from silence, sharpened by reflection, and left to ferment before finding a page.
Welcome to a collection of original poems shaped by solitude and made whole by language. Each piece is an echo of a moment: a gesture toward meaning, a resistance to noise.
Whether you come here often or have stumbled in uninvited—please stay. There’s something in this quiet for you too.
Ambient Exit
A modern identity poem about boredom, self-doubt, and leaving things unfinished. For anyone who keeps abandoning something before it has the chance to become real.
They say I’m sitting, still and sweet,
A doll in hand, no shoes on feet.
But I remember leaving fast:
Was it boredom? Or, did joy not last?
Words Reveal
A quiet, introspective poem about the power of being heard. It explores how words can weigh us down when trapped, but become lighter when shared and how real listening, without fixing or filling the silence, can lead to the deepest kind of healing.
Sometimes words will find their way,
And other times, they drift or stay.
Like people, some are quick to share,
While others speak but rarely care.
Ode to Tumblr
A reflective poem about identity, body image, and digital belonging. Through the lens of Tumblr’s chaotic sanctuary, it explores the power of being strange, unliked, and still standing—a tribute to misfits, memory, and the taste of truth.
Nothing tastes as good as truth feels,
and truth is, I’m a little bit weird.
Like Tumblr at midnight, still spinning,
still serving the forgotten, the feared.
A Spider Web of Things
A contemplative poem about burnout, ambition, and the longing to return to what matters. It unravels the threads of overcommitment and ends with a quiet vow: to run freely again, without the noise.
I’m tangled in the threads I chose to weave,
Each passion pulling gently at my soul.
A life of “want it all,” I still believe—
Yet chasing all has taken quite a toll.
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Why Original Poems Matter
Poetry is not performance.
It is precision.
Intimacy. Study.
With algorithmic verse overflowing in the digital sphere, original poems act as counterweights.
They are not regurgitated stances, nor are they mood board captions that are stretched too thin, They hold intention, form, lineation & subtext.
Through continuous study and research, I explore the traditional forms of poetry (odes, elegies, free verse) with a deliberate deviation, each poem beginning in structure but grows toward rupture.
About the Poet
My name is Nadia Polydorou. I’m the creator and writer of all you see on this page―a personal dedication to my everyday life through poems.
I’m based in Cyprus, but most likely, you’ll find me behind the screens and notebooks of my scribbles - professionally, personally or otherwise.
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These original poems begin as part of a daily writing practise. Just 30 minutes of journaling each morning, before the world interrupts.
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