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Irisa Dec 2021
Step on the hard ground
Be where you're bound
Where else would you be living
And what's more can you do
Other than in this world where your life is given
And here is where your life is taken back too
Irisa Dec 2021
I feel that our time had paused
On the moment  we bid farewell
Then we live apart by far distance
And long duration
As the time flies
And the world is turning
Suddenly we reunite
Though in my memory you're still a friend of mine
But you who I meet now
Is a stranger of future
The loneliness tastes even worse when you remember how things used to be and know now it's not gonna be as how it was :'(
Irisa Sep 2021
I still taste the past
Lingering in my day
I thought thing that had over wouldn't last
But it still there along the way
Even if I forgot
Its existence wouldn't simply erase
Even if I remember
As a mere memory, only in my mind it stays
Irisa Sep 2021
Behold the golden cracks of the dusk clouds
As the sun's falling below the horizon line
And the dark paint of night brushes across the sky
Its layer gets deeper
Until everything turns into a pure blankness
Ought to seek for the moon and stars
All of those that beam
Cause this entity of pitch black wideness
Is beyond my capability to handle
That my eyes alone could not hold its far
Irisa Jul 2021
When the weight of your own soul feels like too much to bear
In the darkest of night, where the stars shine brighter than ever
And each one will lead you into the dawn
Irisa Jun 2021
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the chances are low and the demands are high,
And you want to smile but you have to sigh,
When all is pressing you down a bit -
Rest if you must, but don't you quit
Success is failure turned inside out,
The silver tint on the clouds of doubt,
And you could never tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems far,
So, stick to the fight when you're hardest hit -
It's when things go wrong that you must not quit
Irisa Jun 2021
Matured
Like how ripped fruits is more likely
To be picked
Society's idealism is the maturity in an individual
It has been a standard that we must reach
And is even more favoured if we exceed
However, sometimes, when we push ourselves
Beyond the line
We fall as parts that can not be mend
We pass the line that meant to be our end
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