We live on opposite sides of the street
On the different sides of what's right
We could try to adjust and to fit
But it's something about to fight.
'2025
- Poeteia
***
We live on the opposite sides
The heiresses
The richest women in the world
Are heiresses
Not scientists, not writers
Printing bestsellers on their terraces
But heiresses
To giants, thrones, and names
And you are an heiress
Of fear and pain.
'2025
© Poeteia
***
The richest women in the world are heiresses
Snowman Meat
This winter, power is often cut out
And when water froze in the pipes, indeed
People are still joking and figure it out
By frying for water snowman meat.
12 Jan 2026
Kyiv, -14°C
***
Like In Minecraft
After spending a night on the floor
In different awkward poses there
My son sighed after all:
- I've become a square.
'2025, Kyiv
© Poeteia
***
After Spending A Night On The Floor
* during another night missiles and drones attack on Kyiv
** Minecraft is still a mega-popular game with pixel graphics, where everything looks like squares
To be a mother means to become a dragon
From a gentle lady behind a tower's wall
Reborn and burn to yell with angry tone
By walking around a house spraying firefall.
- Poeteia
'2019
***
To Be A Mother Means To Become A Dragon
Bedtime poem
My dragons fell asleep
And silence fell around
Straight to the dragons’ feet
A cat ran up and calm laid down.
- Poeteia
'2021
***
When Dragons Fell Asleep
We live the only life we have
Disrupted sleep is
What we have instead,
And interrupted dreams to add
It's not what you deserve
But get.
- Poeteia
'2024
***
The Only Life
Warm April Night
In the warm April night
Lilac smells in the darkness
We are hurrying up
Under air syrens
To the shelter-parking that
We are used to hiding at
To wait out the attack
Guessing when we can come back.
If that time we’ll get back.
Kyiv, 25.04.2025
I haven't seen that door before
So should I knock? Or to ignore?
I go hunting to the store
I still can't get used to 'less is more'.
'2024
***
I Haven't Seen That Door Before
You really need some friends
At least you have to try
Friendship is a luxury
After thirty-five.
The main reason why
Is time — the lack of time.
Friendship is a mystery
When worlds have to collide
Emerging something new and bright
Lost joy comes back to life.
With age, somehow, we've forgotten
That making friends is fast
But hard to start and hard to open
'cause friendship is a trust,
Mystery and Luxury
That isn't meant to last
But friendship is as primary
As a space stardust.
'2025-2026
***
Friendship Is A Luxury
My friend
With coffee in your hand,
You are my tribe.
You are my band.
I send you this
You send me that
But to stay friends
We need to act.
At least to share
A bold plan:
To meet, to play,
Or to escape.
So text me where and when. Ok?
'2025
***
My Tribe
Future is exciting
Future is uncertain
I hope to keep doing
Things that really matter.
19.03.2024
***
Future Is Exciting
Heroes of Tales
We all are heroes of tales
The good ones, the evils as well.
We are just book and film characters
That have our stories to tell.
But who is the Author?
Who is in charge?
Destiny? Fortune of any of us?
Who did and who does
Write this “Once upon a time”
Is it thing to discuss? Or
Unique storyline with
My role so small…
We have no free will at all.
All magic comes with a price, so
Sometimes try to think twice.
27.03.2025
* reference to american TV series “Once Upon a Time”
** Idea of no free will by, in particular, R.Sapolsky
***
We All Are Heroes Of Tales
What does it mean today
To manage to be brave?
When to leave, when to stay,
When to hide in a cave...
When it’s all over the place
All the mess you to face
It’s normal to feel not ok
It’s ok to feel lonely
Because, you know,
The unicorns can live
In chaos only.
'2024
***
The Unicorns Can Leave In Chaos Only
If to live then by the sea
If to love then today
To be grateful to Fate
To want more don’t be afraid.
If to have then a dignity
Learn to run and to swim
Send to hell uncertain infinity
Today and now willing to win.
- Poeteia
'2023
***
If To Live Then By Sea
Time is up.
We do less than we did,
And still used to rise after fall.
What if they're right about it –
There is no time at all.
- Poeteia
'2018
* Time might not exist, according to physicists and philosophers
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No Time At All
I want to introduce one lady
Who comes from bright and foggy world
She lets all creatures be quite lazy
But as for me I want to work.
A Fall.
- Poeteia
'2000s
***
A Lady From A Foggy World
Don’t leave me on my own
With sad my thoughts because
My mind drives me mad, my soul
Desires contact, but the choice is yours.
'2017
***
Don't Leave Me On My Own
We have pretty strange traditions in spring
This one knocks off track for a long, not awesome, -
When the clocks are changed in April for an hour! For what?
And in May we go to enjoy magnolias blossom.
- Poeteia
'2017 Kyiv
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Go To Enjoy Magnolia Blossom
Mummy was sleeping
Taking a nap
Suddenly froggy
Touched her leg.
What was a scream!
What was a shout!
If it's a bad dream
Then she'd better wake out
Of such a nightmare
It must be way out.
***
Little Froggy & Mom Poem
She was just shaken up
Then found out what's up.
Breath deep, not to yell
Better hug and kiss well…
Little froggies grow so fast
We wish childness longer to last
A little bit more, just a little bit longer
Little hand in our hands holding...
To warm little feet
To forgot how it feels
When it's neat in a room
But loving can bloom
Where a kid is desired
And loved and hugged
And mom isn't tired
- that's where to start.
You don't have to be perfect
Don't forget to have fun
Froggy will be happier
With a well-slept mom.
The one who is listening,
Whatever to meet,
When it's rainy and foggy
Still humming:
- I'm here, my froggy,
you’re just getting
cold feet.
- Poeteia
'2024
* Get cold feet - suddenly become too frightened or nervous to do something you had planned to do
Poeteia - the modern poetess from Ukraine
Poeteia is a contemporary Ukrainian poetess from Kyiv whose voice emerged long before war, shaped by tenderness, survival, and the human soul in times of darkness.
She writes about everyday wonders and frustrations of modern life, motherhood, relationships, as well as about personal growth, and the pathfinding.
She writes both in Ukrainian and English. She shares her voice on social media, maintains a website and blog, and has published a book in 2025.
