Thea: Poems

605 · Mar 2019

As wild as death.

Thea Mar 2019

As wild as death.

No, she wasn't afraid of death.
And why would she?
Her heart was so wild,
that even the grim reaper would fall in love.

women can be anything she wants.

#women #feminist #love

316 · Mar 2019

The Goddness

Thea Mar 2019

The Goddness

No flame could burn her down.
For she, herself was the fire.
If she desires, she would burn you,
into ashes.
But she won't.
For she is as powerful as Hera.
But as kind as Charis.
For she is the woman and the Goddess

#feminist #women #feminism

181 · Mar 2019

Love, The catastrophe

Thea Mar 2019

Love, The catastrophe

My heart is afraid, has always been.
Love is what, it fears the most.
And yet it desires for the taste of you.
Just once and then,
a little bit more and then a bit more,
and more.
Knowingly it walks towards our disaster, and falls.
Making you the catastrophe of my life.

#love

146 · Mar 2019

His everthing

Thea Mar 2019

His everthing

Some saw her as fire,
while some saw her as ice.
but then it was him, for whom she was the juliet rose that bloomed in The middle of a field full of weeds.
It was him who saw everything in her eyes,
his whole world, his whole **** universe,
And he, himself.

#love

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