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16.6k · Sep 2018
Xaela San Sep 2018
I'm not "smart" like them.

I'm not "bright" as them.

I'm not "confident" like them.

I'm not "beautiful" as them.

I'm not "someone" like them.

Can you just accept that?

I don't like crying myself anymore

-Said myself in the mirror.
Mirror, mirror on the wall
12.1k · Aug 2018
Xaela San Aug 2018
Let me tell you a secret nobody knows

I'm insecure, I hate myself, I don't see myself pretty, I'm a mess
Mess up in the head
Standing in front of you, my mind keeps on running and running and running away
From logic and reason I wish I have now

I'm under this great pressure I made myself
I can't lift it up, it just keep on, in on, in on crashing every faith in myself
and chain every part of me
Blinding my eyes
Sealing my mouth
Killing me slowly inside
And I can't breath seeing my reflection in the mirror
I'm sick of it

I keep on saying, I keep on screaming
I keep on crying, I keep on wishing
I keep on praying to be like them
but even the shooting star can't change that

How do you run from what's in your head?

I can't free myself from my insecurities
I'm embarrassed, I've become a mess, I've become a hater
It keeps on destroying myself inside
and I can't take it out of my mind

Every second, every minute, every moment of my life
Is slowly becoming something my jealousy made
I started to hate myself
I started to hate the people I'm jealous of

Because I want to be like them  
Pretty, Confident, Intelligent, Proud and Shinning
Everything I ever wanted, but I can never be like them, I can never be them
I'm like an unfit puzzle piece of the society I want to fit in

My jealousy, my insecurities made me into someone I despise
Hatred for myself runs in my veins
Everything I stand for just disappeared into the oblivion
like bubbles disappearing  into the thin air

And I'm becoming trap in my own twisted world without realizing it
As it drowns me, pulling me with its current to the darkness of my tainted mind
Its just a matter of time I might breakdown

Everyday I keep on telling myself be strong, be strong, be strong
stop being insecure, but I don't have the strength to do it
I don't have the courage to tell it to my friends, to my family
I'm dying inside- I want them to see through me
and when I lie - I'm fine they'll believe it without a doubt

I want to share it to the world, but I can't help myself to lie, to push everyone away - I've become a fool
I know it sounds crazy, I myself don't know why
I just want people to realize I need help without me telling them

I want them to save me from my own tainted mind full of insecurities

I want you to save me from my own tainted mind full of insecurities

Can you do it?
Because I can't.
This is my spoken poetry piece... And im not sure if this is correct... This is my first time writing it...
Xaela San Jul 2018
Dancing under this beautiful moonlight

My wings brought us high as the mountains could reach;

Listening to the songs of the wind whispering in our ears;

As the stars illuminated us with its light

And through our hearts beats in unison

Our love grew strong as time passed;

For I looking in your ever green eyes shines

Our memories, our histories of hardships

Like raging waves of ocean's wrath upon us;

Like you looking in my ever violet eyes

Brings back memories of how we hold our hands

Under those cherry blossoms in spring's time

Of the time we survived the stormy seas;

Of us looking up in the night's sky starry view

And of us looking through our own breath in the winter's cold night

Like you said "you are my darkness and i am your light"

It is a fate of two lovely souls of opposites

Truly one and extraordinary yet never old;

Yet the story of our love was heard from the heavens and hell

Eldest, my master, the God of Gods was disgraced;

Hades, your father, the king of the underworld was disgusted;

For I an angel, a guardian of Eldest's kingdom

Fell in love with the darkness' son;

Our love caused chaos and wrath in the heaven's peace;

And made hell burn a thousand times its self in anger;

Eldest, whom was displease, cast my death

Upon my soul and separated us with his command

Like I, a flower dying with its own roots

Withered and had slowly losing its own life;

Yet as we stand forth and supported each other

Our hearts connected even after death's command

As the reaper stand and awaits to take your soul,

To take you back to the place you belong;

There is nothing we could do but accept this inevitable

As our beating crimson heart cries silently;

For even the Wraths and the Gods do us apart

Our fathers and masters hated this love;

Like the night meets the light at dawn;

Our souls will find its way back in each others arm;

Even us can not cease this burning desire

To never let go of our ties;

In this world or in our illusions

It is our story worth dying with;

Even the history goes on, we shall live in eternity

As the story of the night that meets the light at dawn.
7.2k · Jul 2018
A brave protector
Xaela San Jul 2018
He is trully a brave protector indeed

Neither rain nor shine there he stand

And with the pain of sun and heat

Still he maintains his composure

Everyday he brings hope and protection

As citizen and policeman of this nation

Even if a lack of sleep hinder his stand

Wearing his uniform makes him proud

And later at sunrise he goes home

Looking down on his little angels

Sleeping peacefully in their own dreams

And imagining their bright future

Yet he still sacrifice his life for us

He is trully a brave protector and a father.
I am proud of you Dad
5.6k · Jul 2018
The me I know
Xaela San Jul 2018
I am a girl and I am unique

I am full of silence and mystique

I am humble, mild and meek

I know from my heart I am not weak;

At times I may fall down

And cry myself until I meltdown

But I'll always try my best to not drown

In this life cycle of up and down

Even if life will stain my pride

Or **** me slowly inside

And sway me to the wrong side;

The me I know will hold her head high

The me I know is unique and strong in her own ways

Even if the world turns grey;

Either inspiration or motivation dries;

She will and always strives to survive everyday.
4.1k · Oct 2018
Xaela San Oct 2018
Winking, winking- I like you
But you won't know because you're not looking at me
You're looking at her smile in the middle of the room
When all the while I'm just here always winking
By your side, smiling, winking wanting to catch your eye
Like an idiot, slowly losing her control
Because she doesn't have
neither confidence nor courage to say hello.
⁄(⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄
Xaela San Dec 2018
It is in your kitchen, the way you cook your food
Either it was boiling water for the soup
grilling your favorite steak for tonight's dinner
frying french fries for the kids, for this afternoon's snack or
simply freezing leftover foods for tomorrow's breakfast
and on rare occasions, burning your food to coal
turning your fire alarms on!
Chemical change and physical change
3.3k · Oct 2018
Untitled #1
Xaela San Oct 2018









Xaela San Jan 2019
It is in your children's behavior Example!
The way your child tantrum
Toys like Cars, Teddy bear, Barbie, Lego
blocks, *****, anything a child can hold
can by be thrown away in a perfect projectile
landing it to your favorite vase causing it to fall
with the strong impact the vase broke into a thousand pieces
And as much as you want to punish your child
but you love them so much you let it slide this time!
Projectile motion is a form of motion where an object moves in a bilaterally symmetrical, parabolic path. The path that the object follows is called its trajectory.

Xaela San Jan 2019
It is in your garden, the way you fertilized your soil
through the help of those little squishy Earth worms
and other organic fertilizers
like leftover decomposing food
Either it was for planting ornamental plants
to decorate your dull backyard or
it was for planting your favorite vegetables
to make your family healthy and save money!
Plants and animals
1.7k · Nov 2019
Xaela San Nov 2019
Kung kaibigan pa ba turing ko sayo
O pag-ibig na itong nararamdaman ko
1.4k · Sep 2018
Xaela San Sep 2018

You two fight and argue through nonsense claims. Which sometimes result to physical fight without realizing the consequences of breaking this family apart.

I hope someday, somewhere beyond this figthing; I can see and feel the family we had before again.
1.0k · Jan 2020
Xaela San Jan 2020
Pretending that your feelings doesn't exist is one of the worst punishment a man can do to himself.
I thought I was throwing away those feelings but I realized that I, myself was only burying my feelings and emotions deep down. Pretending everything didn't exist in the first place.
I caught myself making up excuses that I shouldn't feel those things. I made my own reasons. It's sad because I didn't realized I was hurting myself.
933 · Oct 2018
Chaotic mind
Xaela San Oct 2018
Like a foggy road

I can't see what's ahead

Only a sense of dread

In this quiet madness

Still keeps me walking

Without any sense of direction

Wondering if I can escape

This chaotic mind of mine.
Xaela San Apr 2019
In a far distance land, away from humans
There you can see a great forest of beauty
A dense forest with moist green moss
And mighty trees stand proud in its green leaves
Under the warm breeze of the summer season;

If you go deeper unto the green land,
Beyond the tall trees and silence of the forest
You'll see a wondrous place a city can never offer
Because you'll see what nature's true beauty is;
There you can see diversity in animals and plants;

Somewhere into the forest, a creature can be seen
They are free to roam around in their own habitat
And as nighttime comes, they retreat to their homes
Into their own dens for shelter, protection and comfort
As they sleep and wait for the sun rises in the morning;

I honestly say they are truly a majestic creatures
Called Grizzly Bear also know as Brown Bear
They are species of mammals with interesting behavior
For they hunt and mate in the warm breeze
And hibernate in the cold winter season;

Grizzly Bear also have unique characteristics:
Because of the white tips found in their furs
Especially in the shoulders and back part,
It creates an illusion of being grizzled;
Hence the name Grizzly bear was given;

Grizzly Bears are omnivores, a plant and meat eater;
They are large, they are hunters, they can fish salmon;
They enjoy eating berries and nuts in the forest;
They are brown and huggable creatures
But don't dare hug them;

A Grizzly Mother Bears are great parents too
Like any devoted mothers, they teaches their young;
Mothers taught cubs to dig and hunt with their claws
Also how to stand up tall in their two legs!
Like how a adult Grizzly Bear living in the forest should be.
This is a random poem that is about Grizzly Bear which was a request from a friend. I hope you enjoy reading! And you can also comment any advice to make my writings improve :-). Because I'm still practicing my writing skills :). Thank you for reading!
885 · Jul 2018
Xaela San Jul 2018
You're like a cactus, whom needs no attention

You have created your own world ****** of thorns

And protected yourself with those sharp words;

You can survive even in times of drought and loneliness

Still, be able to bloom a flower out of your own creation

Yet I can never be with you without hurting myself

I can only appreciate your beauty afar

Though it may be hopeless, its not up to you

As a promise, I give to you my words

"I will always be there for you"

Though being with you only bring pain and sufferings

Please hear my plea and let me be with you

Let me be part of your narrative

And I promise to walk with you in the mist of danger

Together we will escape from the hell you've created.
859 · Jul 2018
Xaela San Jul 2018
They say I'm strong willed person, relaxed, or composed and happy most of the time
And when I lie- "I'm fine" they'll believed without a doubt
Yes it may seem so, but because its all about mastering
The delicacy of the craftsmanship of my outer being
Then pretending and masking is the result of my handmade effort;

All of it was and all of it will, is a product of my lachrymose heart
To let people believe what I want them to believe of me
Even if molding myself into someone I do not wish to become

But was it worth it? But will it be worth it?

Regret may sometimes be inevitable and cunning
As it kills my sleep and peace of mind to an oblivion
With over thinking of the possible reasons to destroy this best mask I wear
And put to an end to this lachrymose heart that controls my whole being;

Though I want to be honest, be the hurted person I truly am;
Though I want this pain in my heart be manifested through tears;
But even if it do fall down, no one notices, no one see my pleas

All the time I'm just here pretending to be fine
Never letting a single tear from my lachrymose heart cry.
849 · Jul 2018
Vengeance shall rage
Xaela San Jul 2018
My blood boils hearing your breathe amongst the air
I can feel my body rage in mere presence of you
As my mouth screams in silence of hatred
With every syllable your tongue twisted;
Such a fruad, fearing not to be judged
What a great ignorance you bear!

But hear me or not young sir, this rage I possess
Is deeper than any lies you made in your lifetime
This, I will use to curse you away from your life
And bury you along my hatred to the bottomless hell I've created;

So you wait for the right time shall come
For the day this vegeance shall be put to hand
And end this misery you've caused
When you took everything from me!
My happiness and my world!;

Prepare and fear me, for I am amongst the shadows of your breath
For vengeance shall rage upon your sinful soul- to death without mercy!
Then never shall I be most grateful for silencing you forever.
829 · Jul 2018
Master of Souls
Xaela San Jul 2018
Come forth shall Master of Souls
For I, unconquerable soul
Shall live eternity lives
Neither Reaper cease me
Nor the God of Gods **** me
Even centuries of eternity collapse
Though heaven and hell collide
Nothing but the Master of Souls
He alone shall vanish my history.
i wrote this ages ago...
797 · Aug 2018
Nothing is permanent
Xaela San Aug 2018
In my life
Through those years and years of existence
I spend in this world

Gave me an important lesson
a lesson which I hold dearly
that nothing in this world
is permanent

I learned it through my experiences in life
I learned it through the people who left
but still remained in my memories
and brought about reasons and
lessons to keep for me;

And I also learned it to those little things


I learned that nothing in
this world is permanent
is when my mother
was angry
to me

in no time those anger disappeared
in the thin air
like streams of smoke evaporating
to the clouds

Even in my past friendships
those friends I thought would last forever will just end up like strangers
When I thought I can be with them
I realized nothing in this world is permanent

Even like those flowers
those beautiful flowers blooming
in the spring garden will just
wither under the sunrise
and fall down together
with the raindrops.
Goodbye and thank you for the memories
775 · Oct 2019
She and Mirror
Xaela San Oct 2019
She saw her face

In the mirror

Reflecting her flaws

She looked away

If only she's beautiful

She thought.
Every time
773 · Aug 2018
Blood lust world
Xaela San Aug 2018
You can never run or hide from your greed
Twisted by your tainted hands of sins
For you are not afraid to rise your sword aimlessly

And mercy never crossed your pitiful mind
As you drown the innocent with their own anguish and blood

You have become someone your hateful soul molded
As you rise from the ashes of your once beautiful life
And destroyed the peace of the world

You have caused sufferings amongst the humankind
The world of people you once loved

Living like a demon
So much darkness
And so much numbness

You have lead your own blood lust world
I love Fantasy ♥♥ ^.^
766 · Jan 2019
Xaela San Jan 2019
We are expressionist in our own actions and in our own words
You can speak, act and feel all those joy and misery you have
for there are a thousand ways to express one's self
sometimes we can't find the right words to convey our feelings
Don't be sad if you can't write your emotions in rhymes, a true poet is beyond that
You can be free in your own feelings, then
If you can't write it, why not dance it with the rhythm of your music
If you can't dance it, why not paint it with every stroke of your brush
If you can paint it, why not sing it with every syllable your tongue twisted
If you can't sing it, why not cry it with every tear your heart bleed
If you can't cry it, why not hug someone with all your might
and be with that person until you feel better
Everyone deserves to be free, to be happy and to be sad
And it up to you to be that expressionist of your own emotions
762 · Apr 2019
Legendary Yielders
Xaela San Apr 2019
Heroes born as history makers yield the past
With conquest to invoke for the present;
Though they died as reluctant heroes
Yet with those sacrifices brought legends in the future.
Heroes who thought to die in vain
His name shall be remembered as legendary yielders
Who with every blood he bleed, and tears he cried
Shall be a proclamation of our freedom of those chains
For the future we hold today.
I wrote this a long time ago and just discovered this along my files.
749 · Feb 2019
Xaela San Feb 2019
You're the reason

of the teardrops

on my notebook

Staining my newly

written poem of us.
Let this be a written evidence on how painful it made me feel when it all happened.
730 · Apr 2019
Darling Marionette
Xaela San Apr 2019
I can feel in my soul tonight's cold again
In this household he builded
When he's the only one in control

My mind is going crazy
My pride, my dignity, gone missing
To the oblivion of his heartless body

I can't breath, I can't move,
I'm held frozen in his emotional prison
and physical trauma

I'm addicted to the feeling of freedom
I've created in my mind;
Wanting for more when he chained me
In his lustful embrace
Bruising my soul in every touch he made

I remember the rhythm of his breathing,
With the smell of drunken breath;
He whispered in my ears;
Closing my eyes;
Pulling my hair;
He said, "Oh darling, be a good marionette
to your husband"

I can't breath
I wanted to scream
I can't move I wanted to run
All I can hear is my heart racing;
I'm held frozen in his emotional prison
and physical trauma

Then he walked out of that door,
The door to my only freedom from his abuse,
But I don't have the key to set me free;

I couldn't deny I prayed in the dark
Facing to the Heaven
To set me free from the strings;

As if he is a Puppeteer
and I'm his little Marionette;
In a pull of the string,
I'll be the good doll ready for his command

I can't breath, I can't move,
I'm held frozen in his emotional prison
and physical trauma.
Domestic violence
721 · Dec 2018
Freezing rain
Xaela San Dec 2018
Rain frozen in time
Is a nature's beauty
A phenomenon
Called freezing rain
It glazes the lonely road
Decorated the dead trees
And sparkles in the slightest light
Its beauty is a mask
Masking the hazard it hids
Freezing anything in its path
Even birds can't escape its wrath
Through the slightest touch
Leads you to a graceful death
Freezing rain is the name given to rain precipitation maintained at temperatures below freezing by the ambient air mass that causes freezing on contact with surfaces. Unlike sleet, a mixture of rain and snow, ice pellets, or hail, freezing rain is made entirely of liquid droplets. The raindrops become supercooled while passing through a sub-freezing layer of air hundreds of meters above the ground, and then freeze upon impact with any surface they encounter, including the ground, trees, electrical wires, aircraft, and automobiles. The resulting ice, called glaze ice, can accumulate to a thickness of several centimeters and cover all exposed surfaces. The METAR code for freezing rain is FZRA.

627 · Jul 2018
Sorrow of lost
Xaela San Jul 2018
I see pain in the child's eyes
Screaming silently with his mind
As he close his mouth containing his sorrow;

In his back, he carries his dead brother
Traveling miles from the danger of men and guns
Running away with little energy for the sake of safety

Looking at him
A river of sorrow flows in him;

With a gentle kiss of goodbye, a lifeless body descended
To the soil resting from the agonizing war

Through so much sorrow overwhelming his soul
This child's legs collapsed and touched the ground
Where river of tears never fell
But only blood from his lips dripped down

He bit his tongue to ease the unbearable pain within
As he stare blankly to the soil not minding the taste of blood
For he knew, his brother's body is now one with the Earth;

Then with little determination
He left, in his head held up
And with the sorrow of lost in his heart.
606 · Oct 2018
Xaela San Oct 2018
Knock- knock
         I'm knocking on your heart

Knock- knock
         Can you feel my hand reach unto your heart?

Knock- knock
          I've been knocking on your heart for so long

Knock- knock
         It seems I'm not welcome in your heart.
574 · Feb 2020
Xaela San Feb 2020
I want to talk to you
but I don't know what to say
maybe I just want your company?
I might really need some company???
535 · Jul 2018
Xaela San Jul 2018
I'm letting it go

Like the rain that fall downwards

This pain I endured.
523 · Dec 2018
Emotional Dancing
Xaela San Dec 2018
Dancing is an art of expression

A form of abstract impression

A heart's ravishing confession

Of a man's oppressed emotions
Dedicated to my cousin.
523 · Jan 2019
Like Liked
Xaela San Jan 2019
I like him
But it ended up
I liked him.
518 · Jul 2018
Xaela San Jul 2018
He was looking for a princess
Instead, what he found is me
A geek, a nerd- a book lover person
I am an imperfect girl
I am silent most of the time
But I made him speechless
When I open my mouth
And welcome him to my world.
498 · Nov 2018
Untitled #4
Xaela San Nov 2018
Being with you feels like
Riding a rollercoaster
Butterflies in my stomach
With fear in my head
A fear I might fall
And you won't catch me
Like I hope you will.
494 · Nov 2018
Xaela San Nov 2018
A-N-X-I-E-T-Y, that's how you spell your name
When we meet you sweet talk me to your game
Anywhere I go, you go, when I run, you chase
Never letting me sleep in a peaceful place
As you held my body to the ground
And with your silent whispers I am bound;

A-N-X-I-E-T-Y, is how you spell your name
And all you can do is to mislead and tame
Me to listen and follow your whispering commands

Never letting me climb the ladder to my dreams
As you constantly cloud my head with your internal screams
Reminding me how worthless and incompetent
"myself" to the "world" I live in
Then never letting me move forward to where I wanted to be.
*own experience*
487 · Nov 2019
Xaela San Nov 2019
Have voice
You'll hear cries
While the forest burns
Killing everything to ashes
Due to human ignorance and greediness for wealth.
1,1,2,3,5,8,13 syllable
487 · Feb 2020
Walking Together
Xaela San Feb 2020
I'm willing to walk a hundred more steps
Just to be with you even for a short moment
Just to spend a little moment alone with him.
484 · Apr 29
Xaela San Apr 29
I ask the ocean a question
The ocean waved back
I said thanks
Then walked towards him
Waved my hand
Now am finally noticed.
I won't be noticed if I don't let my presence felt right?
468 · Jul 2018
Xaela San Jul 2018
I want to unchain this torturous strings
Strangling every hope I insist to have
In the life I thought I owned for a lifetime
But I was wrong, this life was never been mine
It is to the monsters whispering inside my mind
Chaining every part of me
Tainting my soul to black
Yet, even if they reside inside of me
I don't own them, they own me;
Every night they sing to me lullabies of hatred
Never letting me see the light the world offers
Those monsters will never stop taunting me
Until I learn to find a way to end this life.
458 · Dec 2018
Passing of Time
Xaela San Dec 2018
Each passing of time
Like breeze passing by
And cherry blossom flowers fly
Into the air and lands on to the Earth
In which it will withered
Without a trace as time passed
Claiming once breathing and alive
Now, is with Death in the afterlife

Each passing of time
Like breeze passing by
I miss you like spring in winter's nights
And as the moonlight shines tonight
I dream about us in my memories
As if our romance blossoms once more
Yet, with each passing of time
Seasons change, rivers unfreeze
And flowers bloom, new seasons unfold

In my mind this love cease to continue
Withered into the past
A story can never brought back to life
Yet, how I wish this passing of time
Help me move forward
Cherishing this once living romance
Unto my broken heart
Until time stopped to pass on my life.
447 · Aug 2018
Xaela San Aug 2018
The girl
       was always

But the boy
        was never
                 once aware.
Or vice versa
446 · Jun 2020
Xaela San Jun 2020
Tranquility in the silence of the evening

A maiden walks in the garden with her night gown

Illuminating moonlight touching her bare face

She reminiscence her almost forgotten past

While thinking deeply, her thoughts influenced her mind

As stories of the past unfold before her eyes

The unreachable past can be felt in the heart

Chapters of her life, feelings hidden, resurfaced

Sweet as a nectar from blooming flowers of spring

A story where tears are evidence of sorrow

Memories serene like the quiet winter's night

Joy and sadness she experienced made her now

This brought upon a faint smile in her once frowned lips.
~Who else randomly recall memories at night?
~Does reminiscing the past makes you nostalgic or sad?
~Does it help you sleep or makes you stay up all night?

The silence of the night helps me remember something in he past that either makes me happy, laugh, cry, sad or feel nostalgic. Sometimes thinking deeply makes me stay up late but also help me learn from my past actions. The regrets, the mistakes, the decisions, the reasons, the joy, the disappointments, the sorrow: It made me who I am now and put me to the path I take today. I guess it made me: Much stronger and better than before. XS

{12-syllables by line}
445 · Sep 2018
Xaela San Sep 2018
I thought I've move on

But when you smile again

All those feelings, flows back

Hearing the tone of your laugh

Feeling the gentle of your touch

Like in the past my heart beats fast

Faster than the raging horses on a race

And suddenly I'm back to the day

When I first knew what love was

The first love you gave to me

A love never reached you

Until the end this love

Will always remain

Hidden away

From you.
The "feelings" kept coming back which makes me happy temporarily and then makes me realize that this love I'm "feeling" must always be kept hidden from him.

*Only through this poem will I be able to let go of this pilling up emotions out of me.

Thank you for reading!

**A secret love probably? :-(
437 · Nov 2019
Truth and Lies
Xaela San Nov 2019
They made-up truth

Which created lies
Xaela San Jan 2019
It is in the compass you hold
A pointed needle pointing to the direction your heart seek
Whether it is to the North, East, West or to the South part of the world
It will help you find your desired destination
when the Sun refuses to shine under the grayest sky
when the clouds hid the North star tonight
when you lost your way, scared in the midst of the forest
or when you gone astry floating in the Caribbean sea
Somehow with this simple mechanism
guides you to the place you belong, somewhere you'll call your home.
Using of magnetic compass
The magnetic compass is the most familiar compass type. It functions as a pointer to "magnetic north", the local magnetic meridian, because the magnetized needle at its heart aligns itself with the horizontal component of the Earth's magnetic field. The magnetic field exerts a torque on the needle, pulling the North end or pole of the needle approximately toward the Earth's North magnetic pole, and pulling the other toward the Earth's South magnetic pole.

413 · Aug 2018
Xaela San Aug 2018
In the kingdom of royalties and nobles

We hid ourselves amongst the darkest corner

Avoiding such extravagant parties of fame and power,

Instead we found ourselves in each other's eyes

Though it was never as magical as those stories told

It left a sense of excitement in me,

But never did you know we will meet again

In the morning of intertwined fate

Inside the Kingdom we vow to serve till death

Together we rise our sword for the Kingdom we protect

Side by side as Knights we will fight till our last breath;

And how I wish to be with you even if the night comes

As the moonlight touches our bare skins tonight

Yet that would never happen for I will let you go now

This time I will serve my stand as the noble's daughter

And leave my sword in the Kingdom as a reminder of our history

And you will remain the Kingdom's right hand protector;

Finally this time our path stops to intertwined

As we now move forward, not looking back with our pride held high.
Xaela San Jan 2019
Her perspective:

He walks by
and she said "Hi"
He didn't respond...
Oh wait,
She said "Hi" in her mind
His perspective:

She walks by
and he felt her gaze
she didn't say anything...
And she walked away
Yet another random poem
393 · Aug 2018
Xaela San Aug 2018
      I was

           mean it.
Ten word story
389 · Nov 2019
Xaela San Nov 2019
If this was a movie

We'll end up together

Happily ever after
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