The Ramblings of Rheana Cherie

Rheana Cherie writes fiction for the greater good of realistic, hopeless romantics and hopes to create a better world through the written word.

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Wednesday, December 10, 2025

Poem: Covenant of Chaos

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We speak in tongues but it's labeled PTSD trauma we chant and get locked down in chains "Witch..." they whisper at each and ev...

Poem: UNbound

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 Face down we grip the sheets you make me feel and forget everything I praise on high aloud for you alone while you pant my name a prayer in...

Poem: Bound

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 Tie my wrists and bind my feet gag my mouth and bruise this body Make me feel Like all's not lost because everything's a blur and n...

Poem: Unnamed

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 I would give you the world if you would  give me  your name, and swear to  hold me, as I do the same. In love I'll  be if you'd onl...

Poem: Afflicted

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I feel your fingers as you lift the veil We're not getting married We're just stepping from hell to joint safety under darkness'...

Poem: Witches Marks

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Mens inability to understand women Body and soul shows the respect they have when spoken out loud: That she can avoid her own rape the teari...
Tuesday, October 14, 2025

April 2024 Poem: Nothing Whore; Nothing in Jest

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Show me your weakness Let me run my fingers through your hair Soothing the aches Smoothing out lines Baring my heart So you can break it aga...
Thursday, October 9, 2025

Poem: In Her Head

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  Darkness creeps around frayed edges Fingers of fear and untamed repression  Grasping at threads unraveling   Faster than they can keep aho...

Poetry Prompt: Pluck My Petals

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Pluck my petals  and leave me for dead.  I’m only divine  face down in my bed.
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