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  Apr 15 Izan Almira
Lost Indeed
Even though I only tried
To hold you close, not make you hide.
Now I can only hear your quiet eyes,
And in that hush, my spirit dies.

Your silence wraps me like the night,
No blame, no words — just the fading light.
But I will honor what you need,
No hurt nor chain, no selfish plead.

For love, to me, is not to cage,
But inspiration like your books page to page.
It spreads like stars before the dawn,
An endless sky to dream upon.

I’ll be the ground beneath your climb,
The clock that waits through endless time.
To wonders vast — your voice, your fire,
Deserve the world, deserve the higher.

My love is open — raw and true,
The key of my sorrow is held by you.
I give it freely, come what may,
Forever yours, to keep... to Throw Away..
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Izan Almira Apr 15
Two flowers grew
in my blue heart;
a pink one
that carried
the art of showing weakness,
the love for children,
the deep care that lies within
well-thought actions,
delicacy
and
complexity
and a blue one
that carried
the impulse to protect others
at any cost,
companionship,
simplicity,
fidelity,
and strength.

They tried
to cage,
rip apart,
chop off,
uproot
and
burn
the pink flower.

To destroy it
until it bled
and they could drain
all the warmth
from my
sea-colored
heart.

But we were never made for
lonely colors,
and in every blue
there is a shade of purple
and pink.

So with the strength of a god
and the resilience of a saint,
the pink flower
loomed
and raised until it touched the sky
stronger than ever,
in my heart
made of blue-toned gold.
Izan Almira Apr 15
Asking for help
is like struggling
when you’re drowning;
it isn’t a sign of weakness,
but the desire
to keep living

Don’t drown:
ask for help
in your surroundings.

Because people won’t
watch you drown
when you’re struggling;
they’ll run to help you
out of the pond
you’re drowning in.
Because if you don’t
try to live
so others don’t see you bleed
you will only make them
hurt more
when you fall
under the weight
of the storm.
This is not my best poem or the most beautiful one. But I feel like sometimes you have to push beauty aside when you have something to say.
Izan Almira Apr 15
Why is being ‘shameless’
something bad
but ‘fearless’
a desired quality
when shame
closes doors
and fear
saves lives?
Yes, the title is a reference to System of a Down’s song. I’d love to see what you think in the comments<3
  Apr 14 Izan Almira
Kezexxe
If life could be more simple,
                Maybe my heart wouldn't be so brittle,
                         If happiness didn't come with a cost,
                                                            Maybe I wouldn't always be so lost,
               And if dreams didn't exist,
Maybe life wouldn't be so hard to resist.
  Apr 14 Izan Almira
Richard Smith
Take this life away from me
I don’t want it anymore
The pain is just too much to bear
It runs into my core
Emotional and real
Why does no one listen
When I tell them how I feel
My life is pain and anguish
Physical and not
I’m waiting slowly dying
For the final breath to leave me
For the end of all my suffering
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