Part 1

Original Poetry
Translation
Part 1
Dear, my closest one
By: Miya Mallard
My heart is now growing
Date: 4/21/2026
So I lie to myself
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Saying you're a danger in my life.
Dear, my dearest one
But my heart disagrees as it cries.
My heart is now blooming
Being obedient felt like a crime.
So I make a lie to myself
Think for yourself.
Saying that you're a danger in My life.
Yet others control my voice
But heart disapprove as it cries.
I can't lie.
obedient was like a crime.
I'm still obedient in my prime.
have a mine of your own.
So, just take it from my eyes.
Yet my voice is owned by the others
I don't mind breaking my heart.
I can't lie.
It's not the first time.
I'm still obedient in my prime.
I don't mind falling asleep.
So, just it from my eyes.
To avoid every single time.
I don't mind breaking my heart.
So, I will sleep.
It's not the first time.
Ignoring everything inside me.
I don't mind falling asleep.
I expected nothing more anyway.
To avoid every single time.
Just like me, I fade away.
So, I shall sleep.
My heart must hate you
As Ignore it all within me.
Or fear you so I can erase.
I expected nothing less anyway.
The fact you got in that place.
Just like me I fade away.
I gave my soul just for it to break.
My heart must hate you
That was my biggest mistake.
Or fear you so I can erase.
I'll break my heart.
The fact you got in that place.
As you only shattered it
I give my soul just for it break.
And I'll make it bleed hard.
That was my biggest mistake.
Burning it to flames.
I'll break up the heart.
So, it feels that way
As you only shattered it
For you or anyone.
And I'll make it bleed hard.
But some parts just won't change.
Burning it to flames.
So, I'll just accept my fate.
So, it feel that way
I bloomed like a broken crate.
For you or anybody.
I want sunshine.
But some parts just won't change.
All the sunshine to be mine.
So, I'll just except my fate.
Only mine.
I bloomed so a broken crate.
So then a burning heart could breathe with me.
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I want the moonlight.
Part 2
Just a moon type.
By: Miya Mallard
One on the fingertip.
Date: 4/21/2026
So, bare my cold mind.
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As I held a switch to my kite.
I want sunshine.
Little darling,
All of the sunshine to be mine.
How do you feel?
Only mine.
An endless burning cry.
So then a burning heart could breathe with me.
Lord, please, Lord
I want the moonlight.
Is it really still?
Just a moon type.
Please is it not a lie?
One on the finger tip.
God my heart burns
So, bare my cold mind.
As I can't cry.
As I held a switch to my kite.
A dramatic scene tonight.
Little darling,
Please, oh, please! just let them in.
How do you feel?
So, I can hold on for the last time.
An endless burning cry.
Lord, my Lord
Lord, please, Lord
Please, I don't understand.
Is it really still?
Was it like this all the time?
Please is it not a lie?
All lies...
God my heart burns
His eyes...
As I can't cry.
I must have read it wrong.
A dramatic scene tonight.
What a shame.
Please, oh, please! just let them in.
Oh my....
So, I can hold on for the last time.
Even when the world isn't mine.
Lord, my Lord
Even when my heart hardens over time.
Please, I don't understand.
I will always be the same.
Was it like this all the time?
As I used to every day.
All lies...
So, I let it burn.
His eyes...
Let it win.
I must have read it wrong.
As I feel that heat on my skin.
What a shame.
But it's not bad anymore.
Oh my....
So, what was it all for?
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I know you find me odd.
Part 3
I do too.
By: Miya Mallard
I'm just glad that you don't hate me like I do.
Date: 4/21/2026
I raised a bullet so high and strong.
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As it hits straight for the goal.
Even when the world isn't mine.
Call me a little off center.
Even when my heart harden in time.
I don't know what's the matter.
I will always be the same.
I can't think for myself.
As I use to everyday.
Like a doll.
So, I Iet it burn.
My heart is just broken.
Let it win.
As I fall asleep.
 As I feel that heat on my skin.
It's been like that,
But it's not bad anymore.
since the day I wanted help and pleaded.
So, what was it all for?
I don't lay on my face
I know you find me weird.
And daydream about us.
I do too.
For, what was it all for?
I'm just glad that you don't hate me like I do.
If you find me odd.
I raised a bullet so high and strong.
Then that's a score....
As it hits straight for the goal.
I'm not odd in a good way.
Call me a little off center.
At least that's what they said.
I don't know know what's the matter.
That you think that I'm odd
I can't think for myself.
But not in a good way.
Like a doll.
Okay....
My heart is just broken.
I know I'm strange.
As I fall asleep.
Something I can't change,
It's been like that,
but one thing that I will do.
since the day I wanted help and plead.
Is slowly break away from you........
I don't lay on my face 
I love you so much it hurts.
And daydreaming about us.
I put my love in the dirt.
For, what was it all for?
So, call me
If you find me weird.
Your harness!
Then that's a score....
Take a look at my scars miss...
I'm not weird in a good way.
Nothing can be better than this.
At least that's what they said.
If space is what you want.
That you think that I'm weird 
Then that's what I will give.
But not in a good way.
If you want distance, then so will it be.
Okay....
I must respect you honestly.
I know I'm strange.
Think of it as an apology.
Something I can't change,
For thinking that someone like you
but one thing that I will do.
would ever find me lovable too.
Is slowly break away from you........
I love you so much it hurts.
I put my love in the dirt.
So, called me 
Your harness!
Take a look at my scars mis...
Nothing can be better than this.
If space is what you want.
Then that's what I will give.
If you want distance, then so will it be.
I must respect you honestly.
Think of it as an apology.
For thinking that the likes of you
would ever find me loveable too.
 

Explanation

This poem by Miya Mallard is a deeply introspective exploration of love, heartbreak, and self-identity. The speaker grapples with the pain of unrequited love and the internal conflict between their emotions and rational thoughts. The poem is divided into three parts, each delving into different facets of the speaker's emotional journey. In the first part, the speaker expresses the struggle of trying to convince themselves that their beloved is a danger, despite their heart's protest. The theme of obedience and the loss of personal voice is prominent, highlighting the speaker's internal battle. The second part shifts to a desire for light and warmth, symbolized by the sun and moon, reflecting the speaker's yearning for emotional clarity and relief. The imagery of a burning heart and dramatic pleas to a higher power underscore the intensity of the speaker's emotional turmoil. The final part reveals a sense of resignation and acceptance of their situation. The speaker acknowledges their perceived strangeness and the pain of loving someone who may not reciprocate their feelings. Despite this, there is a resolve to respect the beloved's wishes for space and distance, indicating a mature acceptance of reality. The poem employs vivid imagery, metaphor, and repetition to convey the depth of the speaker's emotions, making it a poignant reflection on the complexities of love and self-discovery.

Word Dictionary19

WordIn EnglishPlain (English)Pron.
dearestmost lovedthe person you love the mostdee-uh-rest
bloomingflourishingstarting to grow or developbloo-ming
disapprovenot agreeto not agree with somethingdis-uh-proov
obedientcompliantready to follow ordersuh-bee-dee-uhnt
primebest timethe most active or successful timepraim
fadedisappearto slowly disappearfayd
eraseremoveto completely removeih-rays
shatteredbrokenbroken into piecesshat-erd
flamesfireburning fireflaymz
sunshinesunlightlight from the sunsun-shyn
moonlightlight from the moonlight from the moonmoon-lyt
bareexposeto show or revealbair
dramatictheatricalvery exciting or emotionaldruh-mat-ik
pleadbegto ask or beg earnestlypleed
strangeunusualnot usual or commonstrayn-j
harnesscontrolto use or controlhahr-nis
scarsmarksmarks left after a wound healsskahrz
apologysorrysaying sorryuh-pol-uh-jee
lovableadorableeasy to love or likeluv-uh-buhl

Poet & Context

EraContemporary

Miya Mallard is a contemporary poet whose work explores themes of love, heartbreak, and self-discovery. Her poetry often delves into personal emotions and the complexities of relationships.

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WhenApril 21, 2026
WhyThe poem seems to reflect personal emotions and experiences related to love and heartbreak. It explores the internal conflict and emotional turmoil of the speaker, possibly drawing from the poet's own experiences or observations.
FormFree verse

Themes & More

LoveHeartbreakSelf-discoveryEmotional turmoil
Metaphor: Comparing emotions to physical actions like blooming and burning.Imagery: Vivid descriptions of light, fire, and emotional states.Repetition: Repeated phrases to emphasize emotional states.Personification: Giving human emotions to the heart.
Part 1 by Miya Mallard — Poem, Translation & Meaning