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Ma'ya Apr 2023
The lovely you,
Flawless and true.
A warm soul,
That fend off my ghoul.
Traced your light,
Greeted by your night.
Lies a broken you,
Stood your distorted view.
Cold and cruel,
You made the rules.
Keep me deceived,
and tell me darling.
How should I perceive you?
Which one is the real you.
Ma'ya Jan 2023
Lily to your valley,
Blooming so delicately.
Petite and fair,
Purity to your name.
Embody me,
The start of spring.
Embody me,
Your embodiment of love.
Twisted truth,
Lily to your valley.
Embody the love or,
Signify my death.

okay I let you guys interpret your own ending hihi
Ma'ya Jul 2022
A sanctuary.
Where flowers,
In bloom gathers.
So grow with me,
And I’ll keep you safe.
The meaning of my name can be described as “the place where flower gathers”. Thus became my inspiration of today’s poem. Hope you like it.
Ma'ya Jan 2022
Warm colors in the sky,
The burnt amber reminded me of your eyes.
A beautiful prize,
That I can't summarize.
As my gaze curiously wanders to yours,
Caught those gemstones looking into mine enticed.
With our sights aligned,
The sun kisses the ocean its goodbyes.
As the serene waves serenades the sun,
Pulling our heartstrings on a run.
As the dusk,
Melted into the ocean blush.
There,
Your rosy cheeks.
Brighter than any sunset,
Melted mine into a smile.
Ma'ya Dec 2021
Is it truly the end?
Are there ways where I can make my amend?
I held onto your hand,
Frightened over thoughts I can't comprehend.
Over our troubles,
That are overdue.
Breathing and alive.
The burden burns,
Filling my air with smoke.
Still breathing though :>
Ma'ya Apr 2021
It started with a spark,
But burnt enough to leave a mark.

When the pain I endured,
Waited to be cured.
I was not in my right mind,
Where freedom is hard to find.

Had to pave an exit,
Not knowing I will even make it.

Years gone past,
Feeling free at last.
All the tears I hide,
Finally subside.

It seemed too good to be true,
However truly it never last.
Because they kept coming back,
To haunt me once again
Here we go again.
Ma'ya Jan 2021
You are the caffeine,
In my bitter cup of coffee.
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