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izzn Aug 2022
a poem so great
written in your smile
a lament so painful
those pearls we both cried
unexplainable whys,
and a half-hearted goodbye
swear i had you,
for once in a lifetime
tb to the most heartbreaking clash
link for playlist i made inspired by this:
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5tTChBJy1M7qAcilSkAqBA?si=0b68f63c6ebe44c8
izzn Feb 2021
and when you smile,
my heart soften;
I'm a child
again.
izzn May 23
Somewhere in Hawaii that day,
It's not noon my time
It's not midnight yours
And we were still in love
We were still together
In a spared four hours
You're the loss of my life...
If only I'm not me...
3/9
izzn Sep 2020
3/9
In an ocean of people,
keep on floating.
izzn Jan 2021
love, what does it good for?
I'm searching for the enthrals
I've been dying...
I've been falling...
deep in the abyss of faded loves

hurt, ain't that what we all feel?
a small price to pay for a living in return
I think that bad comes in tides
cascading through the walls
and tarnish what's already broken inside

longing, longing, I've been waiting for you
sipping, drinking, sleeping
from the dawn till afternoon
u can take all the time you want to come here
'cause I'm numb, yeah all this pain now,
is what I'm used to
and by the time you knock,
I'd be so far away from home,
who knows after all this time,
it's not that hard
to find the joy in dancing alone

thrilling feeling reeling through the ceiling
I've been feeling lesser of a human being
I know I should be myself,
but I'm still tryna figure out
who the hell is she
hope she doesn't sing
the same anthem as me
or act as if she's some kind of
mystical canary

it's 4 am
I'm deluding again
I try to try to be sane
everything
is haunting me again
everything
is daunting me again
everything
is spinning me
out of the orbit
too far to catch up with,
lying on this concrete still

maybe this is all just a dream.
izzn Aug 2020
Being alone
can feel so lonely sometimes,
so won't you
be alone together
with me?
.
izzn Jun 15
I've been watching him from afar
I was seven when the spark lit my heart
He was always on fire, up on the stage,
insightful and underweight

It's just a farfetching crush,
Turned into a vision for my life trajectory
Like an infamous gold rush,
I did everything just to go downhill

A story about delusions and dilemmas
Infatuation and inevitable non grata
How I follow the trails of his shadows
Breadcrumbs by his back show untold

In the alma mater
I learned I don't matter
I am too familiar with his glares
And yet, I can't and won't stop and stare

I am too conversant with his scoffs
Everytime he hears my name
And still, I don't know how to dislike
His disapproval of my existence

There's this itch I need to scratch
There's this ick... I am down, down so bad
I want to know him more and more
Heaven is if he noticed me in a new lore

It's obsession and overflowing adoration
He's an ever-changing stock price
I'm the stagnant river by his home
One that stays true in every trials

This is a tale about my small town pride
It's about his fair flair, black hair,
and his four-tiered brown eyes
A blessing erudite to the Australian sky

I walk on the clouds just to see him smile
Free-falling in fatal gravity like a lifestyle
Huff and puff, I can disappear, go all out
Just so his frown can turn upside down

I'd hide and erase marks of my being
I'd shrink in contra of his upbringing
Just so he can breathe a fresh air,
Oxygen purified from my suffocating self

God, I wish I'm not so ahead of myself
Sometimes I think I put him on a shelf
Somewhere too high,
A pedestal I could not reach or climb

He is dazzling,
With an impeccable bloodline
I am a dim light,
A soul-sucker with sad eyes

We're the total opposite, like parallel lines
That will never meet
Puzzle pieces and jigsaws
That will never fit

Loving him from afar, that's all I ask
In distance, I keep him in sweet memoirs
In distance, I am safe from his rejection
In distance, I bask in dejected appreciation

I want him happy for he is so amazing
I don't dare of wanting or pursuing him
Such beauty shan't get tainted by me
I will let him be...I will let him live

One day when I'm at his wedding,
I'd be the happiest girl ever
For I'm free of shackles for a lifetime
Him living rent-free... haunting my mind
15 years is a long time.
He's back in town with arrangements of flower bouquets and a lover that I know not her name.
I'm nearer to sign of the times.
izzn Mar 24
since i was a little girl,
i've been a very good actress
earlier in life, i was a golden girl
way ahead than my peers, a shining over-achiever
good in being too much, too much unlikeable

in my teenage years,
i played the role of misery
with grey clouds hanging over my head
custom-made puddles beneath my feet
and hand-drawn cross-stitches on my left wrist

through the end of adolescence,
i starred in a star-crossed romance
in which i was a frustrating lover
the "always leaving others" lover
the "you will only understand my action when we're in our 40s" lover

now that i am a 2 years old adult,
i am acting like a lost child in a big playground
mind spiraling down the slide
shaky judgements on the see-saw
the fool climbing the monkey-bar

man, i am such a star...
izzn Dec 2020
withering smile
fractured skin
dimming moobeam
hinting
tragedies

i grab a pen
and a napkin
cut my words deep
until i bleed
poetries
basked in poetries
soak up in blood
this'd be the death of me
and it hurt me,
hurt me so good.
izzn Jul 2019
In the heat of this summer
that feels like a December,
My coffee tastes sweeter
through these salty briny tears.
izzn Dec 2020
๐˜ฐ๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘’๐‘, ๐˜ต๐‘ค๐˜ฐ ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘’๐‘๐‘ , ๐˜ตโ„Ž๐˜ณ๐‘’๐‘’ ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘’๐‘๐‘ 
๐ช๐ค๐—จ ๐—–๐–๐ข๐—ง ๐–๐—Ÿ๐—ช๐–๐ช๐—ฆ ๐——๐ค ๐—ง๐—›๐šฐ๐—ฆ ๐—ง๐ค ๐— ๐—˜,
๐šฐ'๐—  ๐– ๐—š๐—ฅ๐ค๐—ช๐ข ๐— ๐–๐ข ๐–๐—Ÿ๐—ฅ๐—˜๐–๐——๐ช!

๐˜ตโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘™๐˜ฐ๐‘ข๐‘‘๐‘  ๐‘™๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐‘˜ ๐‘ ๐˜ฐ ๐‘›๐‘–๐‘๐‘’ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐‘‘๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ, ๐‘ ๐‘˜๐‘ฆ ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘ ๐˜ฐ ๐‘๐‘™๐‘ข๐‘’
๐—Ÿ๐ค๐ค๐—ž ๐–๐—ง ๐ช๐ค๐—จ๐—ฅ ๐—ฉ๐ค๐šฐ๐—–๐—˜,
๐—ช๐—›๐ค ๐——๐ค ๐ช๐ค๐—จ ๐—ง๐—›๐šฐ๐ข๐—ž ๐ช๐ค๐—จ'๐—ฅ๐—˜ ๐—ง๐–๐—Ÿ๐—ž๐šฐ๐ข๐—š ๐—ง๐ค?!

๐‘– ๐‘ค๐˜ฐ๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘’๐˜ณ ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐‘–๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘–๐˜ต ๐‘›๐˜ฐ๐‘ค
๐—™๐ค๐—ฅ ๐—ง๐—ช๐—˜๐ข๐—ง๐ช-๐ค๐ข๐—˜ ๐ช๐—˜๐–๐—ฅ๐—ฆ, ๐—™๐ค๐—ฅ ๐—ง๐—ช๐—˜๐ข๐—ง๐ช-๐ค๐ข๐—˜ ๐ช๐—˜๐–๐—ฅ๐—ฆ,
๐šฐ'๐—ฉ๐—˜ ๐—•๐—˜๐—˜๐ข ๐——๐ค๐šฐ๐ข๐—š ๐—˜๐—ฉ๐—˜๐—ฅ๐ช๐—ง๐—›๐šฐ๐ข๐—š ๐ช๐ค๐—จ ๐—ง๐ค๐—Ÿ๐—— ๐— ๐—˜ ๐—ง๐ค, ๐—ช๐ค๐—ช!

๐˜ตโ„Ž๐˜ฐ๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐Ÿก๐‘–๐‘’๐‘™๐‘‘๐‘  ๐˜ฐ๐Ÿก ๐˜จ๐˜ณ๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘  ๐‘™๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐‘˜๐‘  ๐‘ ๐˜ฐ ๐‘ ๐˜ฐ๐Ÿก๐˜ต
๐ช๐ค๐—จ ๐–๐ข๐—— ๐ช๐ค๐—จ๐—ฅ ๐—˜๐—ซ๐—ฃ๐—˜๐—–๐—ง๐–๐—ง๐šฐ๐ค๐ข๐—ฆ, ๐ช๐ค๐—จ ๐–๐ข๐—— ๐ช๐ค๐—จ๐—ฅ
'๐—ช๐—›๐–๐—ง ๐—ช๐šฐ๐—Ÿ๐—Ÿ ๐—ฃ๐—˜๐ค๐—ฃ๐—Ÿ๐—˜ ๐—ฆ๐–๐ช? ๐—ช๐—›๐–๐—ง'๐—— ๐—•๐—˜ ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜๐šฐ๐—ฅ ๐—ง๐—›๐ค๐—จ๐—š๐—›๐—ง๐—ฆ?'!

๐˜ฐโ„Ž, ๐˜ตโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐˜ต ๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ โ„Ž๐‘’๐˜ณ ๐‘š๐˜ฐ๐˜ตโ„Ž๐‘’๐˜ณ, โ„Ž๐˜ฐ๐‘ค ๐‘›๐‘–๐‘๐‘’
๐—ช๐—˜ ๐ค๐ข๐—Ÿ๐ช ๐—ช๐–๐ข๐—ง ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ ๐—•๐—˜๐—ฆ๐—ง ๐—™๐ค๐—ฅ ๐ช๐ค๐—จ, ๐—ช๐—›๐ช ๐—–๐–๐ข'๐—ง ๐ช๐ค๐—จ ๐—จ๐ข๐——๐—˜๐—ฅ๐—ฆ๐—ง๐–๐ข๐——, ๐—ช๐—›๐ช ๐—–๐–๐ข'๐—ง ๐ช๐ค๐—จ ๐—š๐—˜๐—ง ๐—ง๐—›๐–๐—ง ๐—ฅ๐šฐ๐—š๐—›๐—ง?!

๐˜ตโ„Ž๐˜ฐ๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘–๐˜ณ๐‘‘๐‘  ๐‘š๐‘ข๐‘ ๐˜ต ๐‘๐‘’ โ„Ž๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐Ÿก๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐Ÿก๐‘™๐‘ฆ๐‘–๐‘›๐˜จ ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘’๐˜ณ ๐˜ตโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘ข๐‘› ๐Ÿก๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ ๐‘™๐˜ฐ๐‘›๐˜จ
๐ค๐—ง๐—›๐—˜๐—ฅ ๐—ฃ๐—˜๐ค๐—ฃ๐—Ÿ๐—˜ ๐——๐ค๐ข'๐—ง ๐——๐ค ๐—ง๐—›๐šฐ๐—ฆ ๐—ง๐ค ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜๐šฐ๐—ฅ ๐—–๐—›๐šฐ๐—Ÿ๐——๐—ฅ๐—˜๐ข,
๐—ช๐—›๐–๐—ง ๐ช๐ค๐—จ'๐—ฅ๐—˜ ๐——๐ค๐šฐ๐ข๐—š ๐šฐ๐—ฆ ๐—ช๐—ฅ๐ค๐ข๐—š!

๐˜ตโ„Ž๐˜ฐ๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘š๐˜ฐ๐‘ข๐‘›๐˜ต๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘ ...โ„Ž๐‘š๐‘š โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘›๐˜จ ๐‘ ๐˜ฐ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘  ๐‘›๐‘–๐‘๐‘’
๐ข๐ค ๐—ช๐ค๐ข๐——๐—˜๐—ฅ ๐—›๐—˜ ๐—Ÿ๐—˜๐—™๐—ง ๐—จ๐—ฆ, ๐šฐ๐—ง'๐—ฆ ๐—•๐—˜๐—–๐–๐—จ๐—ฆ๐—˜ ๐ค๐—™ ๐ช๐ค๐—จ๐—ฅ ๐—™๐–๐—จ๐—Ÿ๐—ง,
๐ช๐ค๐—จ ๐—™๐–๐šฐ๐—Ÿ๐—˜๐——, ๐–๐ข๐—— ๐ข๐ค๐—ช, ๐—ฆ๐—˜๐—˜ ๐—ง๐—›๐—˜ ๐—ฃ๐—ฅ๐šฐ๐—–๐—˜!

๐˜ตโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐˜ณ๐‘–๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐˜ณ ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘ ๐˜ฐ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘š...๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐˜ต ๐‘–๐Ÿก ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘’๐˜ณ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘Ž๐˜ตโ„Ž ๐˜ตโ„Ž๐‘’๐˜ณ๐‘’ ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘‘๐‘™๐‘ฆย ย ๐‘๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐‘๐‘ ?
๐—›๐ค๐—ช ๐——๐–๐—ฅ๐—˜ ๐ช๐ค๐—จ, ๐ช๐ค๐—จ ๐—–๐ค๐—จ๐—Ÿ๐—— ๐ข๐ค๐—ง ๐—˜๐—ฉ๐—˜๐ข ๐—–๐ค๐— ๐—˜ ๐—–๐—Ÿ๐ค๐—ฆ๐—˜ ๐—ง๐ค ๐—›๐šฐ๐— ,
๐ช๐ค๐—จ ๐ข๐—˜๐—ฉ๐—˜๐—ฅ ๐—ง๐ค๐ค๐—ž ๐—Ÿ๐—˜๐—ฆ๐—ฆ๐ค๐ข ๐—™๐—ฅ๐ค๐—  ๐–๐ข๐ช๐—ง๐—›๐šฐ๐ข๐—š ๐—ช๐—˜ ๐—ง๐–๐—จ๐—š๐—›๐—ง!

๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘–๐Ÿก ๐˜ตโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐‘˜ ๐‘Ž ๐‘๐‘’๐˜ต๐˜ต๐‘’๐˜ณ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐˜ณ๐‘’ ๐˜ฐ๐Ÿก ๐˜ตโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐Ÿก๐‘™๐˜ฐ๐‘ค๐‘’๐˜ณ๐‘ ,
๐‘–๐˜ต ๐‘ค๐˜ฐ๐‘›'๐˜ต ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘™๐˜ต ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘–๐˜ตโ„Ž๐‘’๐˜ณ ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐˜ตโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐˜ต,
๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ๐‘๐‘’ ๐˜ตโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘๐˜ฐ๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘‘ ๐‘๐‘’ ๐˜ณ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐˜ณ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘–๐‘› ๐˜ณ๐‘’๐˜ต๐‘ข๐˜ณ๐‘›...
"""๐—–๐–๐ข'๐—ง ๐ช๐ค๐—จ ๐‰๐—จ๐—ฆ๐—ง ๐—™๐—–๐—ž๐šฐ๐ข๐—š ๐—ฆ๐—›๐—จ๐—ง ๐—จ๐—ฃ ๐—™๐ค๐—ฅ ๐– ๐— ๐ค๐— ๐—˜๐ข๐—ง?!"""
a long way home
izzn Jan 2021
I think I'm drunk;
intoxicated not by alcohol,
but by unsaid words,
like "รงa va mal "
izzn Mar 3
you coax me in my turbulent nights
you keep me tight under the sheets
you hold me through the days
you let me rest and relax
you tell me to be carefree
you showed me freedom
you made me rest my pieces
that no risk need to be calculated
or so it seems

little did i know
your stomach was kept full when i lose appetite
the midnight oil was burnt for the sake of your future
you trade my property for treasure
you drove my car, convince me i don't need a license
you turn my life around and make it yours
you overrun my house, made me felt i was at home

your comfort, safety,
the rest, time and space you offered me
was your building blocks to a self-made reverie
a better bigger you, and the little old me
you practise and practise
while i eschew all plans for you
you decide to rebrand everything new
puzzles and chess
and when it all collides
when i see what conspires
too late for the afflicted
****, i am checkmated
izzn Jan 16
.       .       .       .       .       .
.    .    .    .    .    .    .    .
drops and drops trickling
.       .       .       .       .       .
.    .    .    .    .    .    .    .
caressing my body
.       .       .       .       .       .
.    .    .    .    .    .    .    .
โ€” A brief moment of clarity โ€”
.       .       .       .       .       .
.    .    .    .    .    .    .    .
izzn Jan 2021
404 leads to your flaws
302 you perched from the dark
211 'cause you steal my heart
101 you got me all enthralled
500 when I see you from afar
220 honey, that's what you are
508 of you, I should be warned
381, well 143 is too typical
224 mad easy, 'cause you're so lovable
dedicated to no one in particular,
or at least
not yet :)
hehe
izzn Jul 2019
I'd never wish the worst of you.
I could never do,
or even think of that,
not after all the broken memories
that I thought to have shared
with you;

...but I'm tired of lying,
Lying to everyone,
Lying to you,
And lying to myself
You need to understand that
I can't lie to myself anymore

You swore not to tell a soul,
Yet you told them my secrets,
You acted innocent,
while playing the victim;
and when they didn't fall for your senile wiles,
you coat your rumors
with 'truths' of me
abandoning my moral and dignity

You said you're not like the rest,
Said that you're my friend,
even worse,
my real friend,
my only good friend,
...and I accepted you
as a best friend,
and put all my friendships
to an end...

It's excruciating
Realizing you want benefits,
not of my doubts,
but of my friends,
****** them like a robbery,
while I foolishly
whole-heartedly
genuinely
thought of the world for you;
....and so it was all me to blame,
it was me to shame...

but now,
I'm done with your tyranny
And like the song be,
I stole the key
and that was the last time
you ever saw me

I hope you find your place
But we could never go back
to where we used to before
And I still want to see you eat
though it ain't with me anymore

I had to leave you.
For you,
and for the good of me
And I need to go to where I should be,
Home of the allies
and not the tent of an enemy
I can't be the one to keep saying sorry
just to resolve the scenery
and you never apologize
but I forgave you already
even 'till this evening
You're you and I'm me

I can hear you whispering
that I'd regret this
as it is written
all over your expression
It is not my intention
to make you mad
but again,
why should I be sad
of losing a friend
that I never had?
The biggest crime of yours is that whenever I see your face, the memories rushed my brain so vividly, stab my heart impaling my soul. The biggest crime of yours is that you saved me just to dread me of it.
izzn Jan 2021
If I can't have your poems,
I'll just read all the comments you left;
it's the only way for me to
unmiss you...
but truly my lovely poetess,
how do you do?
:(
izzn Nov 2020
You give me purpose
but I can't live up to it...
izzn Jul 2022
i know you're out there
maybe painting poems
using hues thru journeys
on your life canvas

while you're strolling through
the decadency of 'ups and downs'
a chess piece once called blue
hope you'll be back around

i'm writing this memoir
in hope you can hear these lines
in hope you know,
i hope you are foreverly alright
there was a great poet here
but i dont see her around
skylar
izzn May 2021
๐ต๐“Š๐’น๐“ˆ ๐‘œ๐’ป ๐“‚๐’ถ๐“Ž,
๐‘œ๐“Š๐“‡ ๐“ˆ๐“Š๐“‚๐“‚๐‘’๐“‡'๐“ˆ ๐’น๐’ถ๐“Ž
I feel best in my strawberry dress
It's stupid, really
all glee and smile
gee, I acted like a child
It's stupid, really
I thought of nothing
but of my love for you
Godd-mn,
๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต'๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ,
๐˜ช๐˜ง ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ญ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ?

And if it weren't for those times
where impediment
was all I can speak of,ย ย 
๐š–๐šข ๐š•๐š’๐š๐šŽ, ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š,
๐š ๐š˜๐š—'๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š™๐š•๐šŠ๐šŒ๐šŽ
๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š›
synthesizing
my weathered hyacinth
into a ๐•˜๐• ๐•๐••๐•–๐•Ÿ ๐••๐•’๐•—๐•—๐• ๐••๐•š๐•
resided by the lake
of your
evergreen field

Be it ๐•Ž๐• ๐•ฃ๐••๐•ค๐•จ๐• ๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•™, ๐˜๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ป๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ,
๐’ฎ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“€๐‘’๐“ˆ๐“…๐‘’๐’ถ๐“‡๐‘’, or ๐š๐šž๐š–๐š’
No sonnets on earth
is as beautiful
is as grandeur
as God-made poetry;
You.
.
.
.
you're something so familiar
i almost didn't notice
.
.
.
so i made a playlist inspired
by this poem:
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4Sao6LRzvczQ3VXyaJfvi0?si=c2d9a949717943bf
-feel free to check it out,
hope you like it!<3
izzn Jun 23
And all my friends laugh at me
All those sleep calls for an alarming ending
All those happiness that I leave
I leave, I left you

The sky's been dreary ever since
February feels never-ending still
I'm here with all clouds of guilts
I can't help missing you out for a reach

Hey, I hope you're doing okay
I hope life treats you better than I do
I love you....
It's true

Hey, don't you feel a pity for me
Don't worry whether I'm eating or not
I'm not yours to care no more...
No more distraught

Every billboard signs spell out your name
you'rE a common Lanky guy
It's hard to Just erase you from my brain
American-made, cHestnut hair, amazin-graze

Green, the grass they're dewy
Like sundates when you were with me
Your eyes lit up a spark of my life
And I burnt your dreams to the ground

I know now, it's life...that's how
We love, we toss and we turn
I turn into something you can't comprehend
I still keep you in fond remembrance

Hey, I hope you're smiling today
It's June, you'll be okay
Sun will shine your freckles again
Without any loss, what's to gain?

Hey, I hope you're laughing with them
May you always stays the same
Love hard, and passionate
All in for someone's worth it

Dungeons-hunting
Treasures-looting
Time, space, and circumstances
Faith, rules, and regulations

No more play and pretend...
Sorry I outgrew your basement
Life full of adventure...just not for me
I can't be forever 19, there's responsibilities

I'm not as priveleged
Life's not as easier on me
You get to still be the same ol' you
But I need to always be brand new

It's a cinch to sever ties, holding your hand
Running and go leave it all behind
But I'm a survivor,
Do or die, I have to fight for my life

You said it's my life to choose
Who cares about people's and currencies
Who cares?
Well, I do

And I have people I love too,
Even if all I inherit is just bruise
And I'm sorry I didn't choose you...
I love you, it's true
It's still true
izzn Apr 2020
Let the echoes in your heart
be the guide for your way home.
izzn May 2020
I went to beautiful places
with you by my side
Basked you and I
in glitters of the sun
Ephemeral longing
like a riptide
it was shortwhile
and I don't know why
you come off a little bit shy,
tryna hide
that little little smile
but I know,
I know it's time
for me to open up
my eyes.
In dreams,
I'll meet you in warm conversations.
izzn Apr 2021
I remember Malibu
in indigo
The sky sheltering me
was blushing
all over the atmosphere
tryna hide the rose-oiled clouds
but to no avail

I remember Kiwi Land
in its coarse sand
The ocean dissolving itself
trying to meet the land
and I almost swam away
when You were giving me
the upper-hand

I remember KLIA
in the scent of marmalade
Citrus-fresh and borderlines citing
in every pre-departure
I'm an intricate mess,
I was flying
to the points of no return

I remember Manila
in the taste of gelato vanilla
My heart tasted just as soft,
but now I indulge in its bitterness
but even long before seven,
You are the One
that brings joy to my happiness

I remember Jeju
in the form of spicy bulgogi
Savoured upon me,
the heaven in hell I could not resist
for I lost myself in translation
over a trend
I can't keep up with

and I remember Medan
in its harmonious melody
playing the tune
of my awakening,
where the path led me
to the missing notes in my every song,
to the missing lines in my every poetry;

Turns out
the becauses
to my whys
has been You all along,
and that is my
epiphany.
To whom can a heart long if it's not its Creator?
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