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Nadia MDG Dec 2017
Once I received
a plant
in a brown ***.

I put it outside
-the verandah exactly.

Every day I saw it.
Well, I thought it
needed its hydration and vitamin D.
So I
watered it a little
and sunned it a little.

One day,
I saw them-the FLOWERBUDS!
I felt something
tinkling? sparkling?
there
resting on its very seat.

A few days after,
they bloomed.
It rejoiced I could tell.
Photos were taken
don't you worry.

At 5pm I rushed home
just to be greeted
by their sincere, smiling petals.
Touched,
I, too,
smiled.

One night
before October began,
I was awoken
by the wailing
of such a strong, wild wind.
It wasn't anything ordinary.

Then I remembered
my loyal welcomer.
"Oh"
I braved myself to
open the door.
I turned the ****
and leaned against the door,
withholding the whirls.
"Oh,"
One dot, two dots, three dots,
countless dots
rained the soiled and deformed.

I felt it
being ripped
to pieces.
By Nadia MDG
(1 September 2015)
Nadia MDG Feb 2012
You frown, I frown.
What obligates you?
And to I-why?

Do not we dote;
the elongation
of our tumultuous spirit?

Like a waterfall in pursuit of a sea,
Like weary eyes in need of lubrication,
Like a meowing kitten craving for milk.
Suffice is not.

Ere we beseech serenity
-an equilibrium.

O speak,
From your deepest well
-gay or remorse.

For a mirror, I am not.
http://ridiculousme.wordpress.com/2012/02/03/unmirror/

03 Friday Feb 2012
Nadia MDG Feb 2012
You
blue hue,
brew dew.

Who knew,
I’m new.

Woo
and cue,
the clue.

You
glue,
my do.

O true.
http://ridiculousme.wordpress.com/2012/02/03/amongst-music-scores/

03 Friday Feb 2012
Nadia MDG Dec 2011
A breezy morning,

at the balcony.



One cloth peg.

A shirt.

One cloth peg.



Another cloth peg.

Another shirt.

Another cloth peg.



More cloth pegs.

More shirts.

From a big red basket.
December 5, 2011 · 12:04 am

http://ridiculousme.wordpress.com/2011/12/05/i-hang-the-laundry/
Nadia MDG Nov 2011
To think for ye self,

solely and unrivalled.

-aye, Victorious!



To sculpt a smilen

on others' visage;

-ye ne’er crave.



But,

the kin’s desiren

hath thine

becometh.
*Got influenced by the language used in Oedipus translated version. This is my first attempt to experiment with Middle English. The actual issue was prompted by my surrounding but the words used at the initial point were given a second thought. So, some words are revised, they aren’t really impromptu.



P/S: I’m open to criticism.

http://ridiculousme.wordpress.com/2011/12/01/ironic/

December 1, 2011 · 3:22 am
Nadia MDG Nov 2011
Just now,

I sat at the piano.



I think I have forgotten

that the bench has been warmed up by so long a sitting

that the keys have been stroked with gentility and aggressiveness responsively

and that the strings have been telling the unsaid.



My brunette piano,

please stay loyal to me.
November 24, 2011

http://ridiculousme.wordpress.com/2011/11/24/just-now/
Nadia MDG Nov 2011
A lady in blue.



In a purse

unzipped,

A coral pink lipstick

A rose blusher

A bronzed eyeshadow

A fuschia eyeshadow

A black eyeliner

A mascara

A compact powder

A lipgloss.



Strolling in a park,

The purse

clutched.



Poised.

Protected.
NOVEMBER 17, 2011

http://ridiculousme.wordpress.com/2011/11/17/the-eiffel-tower/
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