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Rhea Nadia Sep 2014
Dead flowers in my morning oatmeal.
I struggle with letting go of the past.
These petals are hard to swallow.
Rhea Nadia Aug 2014
Feel it all at once,
once and for all.
Or *never at all
Rhea Nadia Aug 2014
How can you

NOT

believe that

pain is temporary,

when you yourself are.
Rhea Nadia Apr 2014
And will always be
what my dreams are made of.

*© Rhea Nadia
Rhea Nadia Mar 2014
Quit chasing red lights and running into dead ends.
Patience will surely see that light emerges from the ****** hue.
Do not become a causality.
That is a war for time and time alone.

*© 2014 Rhea Nadia
Rhea Nadia Mar 2014
Check your beliefs with your coat
before you strike a conversation with me.

Get a ticket on your opinions so that you can
return them when I prove them wrong.

"Hello" can easily turn into a battle of words
suffering under much temper if you aren't careful.

Tip-toe around with your suggestions because no one
marches on the grounds of absolute except me.

Now I ask, where do you stand and what size was your coat?

*© 2014 Rhea Nadia
The defense angle of exchanging dialogue.
Perception of the offensive angle.
Rhea Nadia Mar 2014
You are a curse best left

but a curse best kept.
I will always want you for myself.

What could the world know about you?

They wont even look you in the eye.

They will never speak your tongue.

I am afraid, ALWAYS AFRAID.

Afraid of and for you.

You like to believe I tremble at your touch.

I don't. I shiver at the thought of letting you go.

For you are the punishment upon us all.

A hex I have created. An oath of disaster.

The crack in the mirror before it breaks into a hundred shards. The fragments that are never found but stepped on later. A reminder that nothing is okay just yet. A mental note that there are hidden tragedies beneath us all. Who could love you for this crime?



Not even me, but I could never let you free.

© 2014 Rhea Nadia
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