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Fly
Fly,
Fly away
To a land that you don’t have to be this perfect person
The person they want you to be
The person who hides behind her smile
The person who fakes a laugh
Fly
Fly away
To a beautiful place
To be yourself
“Your to fat”
“Lose some weight”
“No wonder he cheated you look like a hippo”
Your told these things on a daily
Bringing your self esteem down
But remember
Girl or boy
Your amazing the way you are
Don’t let anyone bring you down.
As Above

In the moment of letting go
I can feel the light dying
Lingering whispers lie
Upon your dying lips

In the moment of letting go
The light in your eyes
Are growing dull
I know it's scary down below

Seeping into your casket
Prayers are dying
The sun is setting
Flesh begins to rot

The universe is unforgiving
In the moment of letting go
I can feel your heart

Sinking into HIS darkness
In your moment
You're saying goodbye

In this moment
I'm letting you go

So below
 Sep 2020 Imran Islam
Kerli Tulva
The calm of the rain
the smell of the laved air
the cellos sublime hue
mingle in the conscious.

The summer ends quietly
spreading its blanket
on top of flowers and birds
little crystals of evening.

Steps of autumn echo
in the distant aisle of trees
the leaves smile falling
changing their suit
into the colours of a rainbow.

Vivaldi performs gloriously
as the world spins sublimely
giving the nature its stance
the deep harmony of universe
the calm of the rain and heart.
exquisite rainbow bouquet
the smell of earth and life
soft petals hold hands in
ruby, pink, and tangerine
yellow and black wings flutter
over the floral heads
hummingbirds dip deep beaks
in colored jewels of pollen
hearty zinnia providing life
 Sep 2020 Imran Islam
Zoe Mae
I tried to write a poem everyone would like.
I struggled with it for years.
But every time I thought I had,
my words fell on deaf ears.

And so I sat, head in hands, and wondered what to write.
How could words that mean so much to me, to others not sound trite?

I tried to write a poem everyone would like.
I wasted many years.
But this wave of rage, I'm foaming in,
still crashes on deaf  ears
 Sep 2020 Imran Islam
Kylar
Colour
 Sep 2020 Imran Islam
Kylar
So many colours surround us
They seem to bound us
I often with I was ultra violet
Just to be able to hide it
Me and my life
To stop rolling the dice
To roam with happiness
As the time presses
So many colours surrounds me
I no longer wish for them to bound me
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