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 Dec 2018 Xaela San
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A soldier
 Dec 2018 Xaela San
Meet
To walking out of the house alone
To killing enemies with every dying emotion
To those who stand still in soulfading light
To those who don’t hesitate taking a bullet with pride
We salute you because you're willing to fight!

To face every plight without getting afraid
To bathe sometimes in the rain of grenades
To those with their eternal will
To those with the restless spirit
We salute you because you refuse to quit!

To the sacrifices that seemed very normal
To the courage amidst the literal horror
To those who dare to fight their own fears
To those who die fighting for us at the border
We salute you because YOU all are the real avengers!

And all those mothers who shed tears at night
All the wives keep waiting in the fading sight
All the families who lost their beloved ones
To those all who only lived once but shall stay forever
In our hearts, in our memories
In the history, for their dauntless bravery
To the real superheroes of our nation who don’t fight for any fame
I salute you because it's not a shame!
I salute them because its not a shame!
 Dec 2018 Xaela San
Vlads
Are you thinking right now?
I guess you are
Was your decision worth it?
Or was it the worst you've ever made?

It seems like you're thinking about things
over and over and over again
Every detail every scenario every little thing
You can't bring back the past, can you?

What if you try something
Will that ever change anything?
Will it change your current state?
Will it be worth your choice?

You can't even decide between two things
Whether you're gonna go or not
What if that decision was the worst
And the other was the best

Lonely, you're fed up by thoughts
Constantly analyzing and ever wondering
the mistakes you've made
And up until now, you're still thinking about it.
 Dec 2018 Xaela San
Vlads
A friend that I had a lot in common
A friend that saw their old self in me
A friend that knew I was alone
And a friend that always had my back

We'd read books
We'd write poems
We'd watch movies
We'd talk about everything

But it was when we got too close
Too close that made me feel afraid
Too close that I distanced myself
Too close that I often never replied

He knocked at my door, I never opened
But he still cared
He said I'd call him, I never did
But he still cared

I know I've changed
But now I saw him happy
Happier than being with me
So near yet so far

Now I opened my doors
But he wasn't there
I tried calling him
But he wasn't there

Now I regret
That I long for that friend
I had a friend
That friend I took for granted
Poem for a friend
 Dec 2018 Xaela San
Meera
He doesn't burn photographs
He doesn't join therapy sessions
He doesn't smoke too many cigarettes
Nor he drown himself into alcohol
He scratches his wounds daily
And never let them heal
He doesn't try to get rid of the pain
Instead he let it grow on him
He waters the seed of sorrow with his tears
He feeds it with the manure of old memories
He takes it to sleep with him
And nurtures it in himself
Till the moment when every single drop of his blood gets replaced by this pain
Until his fragile heart can bear no more
And his soul starts overflowing with emotions
That's when he dip his pen into this pain
And empty his heart on a piece of paper
He bares his soul for us to feel
He creates poetry that the world would cherish for centuries to come
That's how true poetry comes into existence
 Dec 2018 Xaela San
Madison
When a heart breaks it falls into shards,
And every time someone brakes it they take a piece with them,
And it gets harder to put it back every time,
Soon enough there’s no pieces to piece together.
 Dec 2018 Xaela San
Özcan Sh
It's starting to rain
She was lying in my arms
Our eyes begins to shine
Her fragrance made my heart race
I just fell in love with her again.
I sometimes really wish
if night could talk,
I could then barely share
the worst held back stories under complete darkness.
 Dec 2018 Xaela San
Lyn-Purcell
My mind is a storm
What I need is still waters
But pebbles are thrown
© Poem by Lyn-Purcell
 Dec 2018 Xaela San
Candice h
You spit upon my image
Such blatant disrespect
Two points to you just don’t forget,
Two can play that game i merely just reject
You’re dead to me now this i won’t regret
Your funeral was beautiful
gave me time to reflect
I mourned like a widow for about two secs
I laid roses upon your grave to add to this effect
They were black and decayed like my soul before we met
But i hate to throw shade so I’ll be more direct
Rest In Peace my love and the relationship that wrecked
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