'And if I cannot be understood, I will understand
If I cannot be comforted, I will provide comfort
Though, often solitary,
It is quite better, than relying upon them

My twin flame, I would've called her
She and I had so much in common
Though it might have been for the better,
I hate that I had to be gone


Miles away
Still, you'd be mine
If I had it my way
"You are too fine"

I like to pursue
Those who wish to be mine
When they had no clue,
I chose another from the line

Probe my heart
Know me
For you might discover art
Art that few see

When my father had nothing, you looked down on him
Now he is gone; you look down on us
Your filth makes me go to the gym
I keep training, for one day I'll abduct your guts

They think I don't hear their snide remarks
Mistake me for a fool, for they are narcs
They claim to be the same blood as I
But they always judge and scoff and pry

If you must turn,
Turn your face from me
For I cannot learn
How to unsee

I wonder why I like this guy
He's a song I skipped and didn't mind
Now he's on repeat and I don't try
They say he is one of a kind

Go to sleep, go to sleep
And your fears might vanish
It is not that deep, go to sleep
Quit the thoughts of an unsung wish

I liked a boy once
Perhaps I hid my heart perfectly
For he despised my soul for months
I truly admired him…and he only admired me

He said I was heartless
For my feelings I suppressed
I never said he was blind
Nor whatever was on my mind

I want to be your cloud
On an arid, hot day
And when it is too loud
I'll make the noises pay

If I cannot be the one you want
Then let me be your far-fetched muse
Your feelings for her are important
I never mean to confuse

What have you done to her?
She is grace and warmth combined
You said you could treat her better
But ended up overlooking her mind

I miss her
Whomever she is

I was hanging onto the edge of a cliff

Choose him, for what?
Heard he's still around your orbit
I like to shove him till he's sat
Were I him, I would quit

I don't understand
What you see in that man
When things outta hand
You'd call me, "Hey Lan? "

An old man touched me
He groomed me subtly
I was too young to notice
He was drawing near me for bliss

I looked up to him
Maybe I still do
A bit dim
Yet he probably had a clue

AXKANE VII Biography

In my pursuit of sharing my poetry online, I was beyond joyful upon coming across this page. I have brief poems that include underlying stories. I believe that such stories would inspire and empower others. My philosophy is that poetry allows one to unravel the essence of life and comprehend it. More importantly, this expression of art corresponds to creative thinking and the birth of new ideas. I am motivated by my love for God and am keen on becoming a part of a great poetry community. Enjoy reading.)

The Best Poem Of AXKANE VII

‘more Than Enough'

'And if I cannot be understood, I will understand
If I cannot be comforted, I will provide comfort
Though, often solitary,
It is quite better, than relying upon them

Now I rue what I just said
Perhaps I cannot suffice for what I once needed
Rattling bones and shivering skin
Why is being alone seen as a sin? '

Chuffed lads, smiling
'As expected, no man has attained her'
How could one?
When she despises ‘boy playing savior'

'You quietly want him'
'You can't always be tough'
How might one ever long for a man?
When it already sucks to be more than enough



"The pain of regret resists the pain of discipline. I've always chosen discipline. Though I longed for you awhile, I must prioritize in life. To pursue you now is selfish. I cannot afford to love you in full when others will suffer if I do."

I let go of you not because I wanted you the least, but because I wanted you the most. To pursue you now, with all my burdens, is an irresponsibility.

I think the greatest pain in life is choosing to let go of the person you would've had.

Relief pervades my heart upon waking up to sobriety—without infatuation over the person I had once fallen for.

If we love each other so much, let's trade surnames. (*insert your name* ✨Tajanlangit✨) (✨Alanna✨ *insert your surname*)

No man makes one feel safer than a woman.

Strength is knowing you bear the power, but wisely wield it.

A daughter's loyalty is great. No man in this world resembles her father.

Grief is like experiencing the last two episodes of your favourite series. It has drastically changed, but you do not wish for it to end. You hope that things return to how it was despite knowing it will not.

I'd fancy making you forget you hate women.

You are in a forest. It is past sunset. You call for your companion to return. A pack of wolves surround you. The others fled. The one person you trusted the most is gone. How it felt, simply put.

Let's address this: Being a mean girl doesn't make you badass—it makes you a bully. Makes you uglier. Not cool. Not hot. Stop. Toxicity is getting rampant in women. Let's not normalize shitty behavior.

A woman who undermines a man is repulsive.

If there is such a love that is innocent and unlatched, childlike and sincere, then such a love will save me. And if such a love is inexistent, then I would rather die lonely.

Once you accept that the situation's severity is far more grave than you surmised, you will refuse the paltry aspects of teenage life. No fun for me. Discipline will contain my rage. And my rage will sustain my focus.

Before he passed, he left me with vows to keep: 1. Stay away from boys 2. Keep your cool. The first will be kept and the latter will not.

Those without great suffering will never understand the rage of those with it.

I may be the misfit, but at least I don't conform. You're half-hearted—claiming to satisfy your soul, while in truth, are frightened to displease society…or your filthy boy.

The less egotistical I am, the more egotistical they are.

Please don't tell me I have a certain type. I beg to differ

I be thinking about changing the world yesterday and be sulking over my previous crush today.

Going through your playlist reminds me of the previous one…and the one before. I'll deny; I don't have a type.

Being valued is better than being liked. Words don't compensate for the absence of proof. You like her? Then probe her soul.

I almost liked the idea of falling in love—that is until I remembered my sisters and their boyfriends. Nah. Nvm. Cancel subscription.

Thou shall not have your ego exuviated by mere mortals.

It is good to be alone.

As much as you would want to be the one they want, it is better to be the one they cannot have. Do not fool yourself. Do not presume. If someone wants you, they will say and show it. I've done such myself. I have confessed and shown. If they want you as much, they will do the same.

I can't marry the most astounding man; I already know that. I will raise him instead. My son will make everyone feel the safest. Someone everyone can rely on. He will mostly be like me. I'll make sure of it.

I have been there. I'm stronger now. When I feel ashamed after liking someone too much, I no longer run away. I hold my position, stand my ground, and accept my fate. That's bravery.

And the vast difference between him and I: I am no coward.

What makes you worthy?

You gotta be hot enough to break my heart

It's good to bring different courses on the table to determine which one suits the taste buds best.

Players are just former second-leads. Be a game-changer. Help the second-leads move on and play the players.

There is no such thing as right person wrong time. Move on. They weren't meant to be yours, anyway.

My favourite fighters died on December 26th. Am I gonna die on that day, too?

Greed. The strength of shame. The lack of gratitude. Take it away from me Lord. Take it all.

Stupid social media. An illusory invention to disrupt peace and the famine of the rest of the world. Modern depression? What about starvation? Those with the crappiest lives still have the GUTS TO LIVE.

I take pride in affirming that I've never been a bad friend. When it comes to friendship, I am good. From my Tatay's origin :)

I shirk romantic love for I find it to be immensely tragic. Only those strong enough can endure the pain. But I find that regret hurts more than love itself.

Feelings are what you decide them to be.

If we looked beyond ourselves, we would realize how impossibly capable humans are of depth. Life is bigger than the world. Your significance is boundless.

Dear Lord, There is deep sadness in my heart. Please fill it with your love and let it shed such to those in need.

You're not in love; you just pity the man.

You're not in love; you just have more time in your hands.

I am convinced that the only reason a man fears a masculine woman is because he cannot be more masculine than her.

Love is a precarious matter. It gladdens and plants grief. You look one in the eye whom you helped grow with the love you selflessly gave. Then understand: It is not whom you love that will make you cry, yet the love you've imparted that could not die.

Crazy when we're finally set free, we choose to stay behind. I don't wanna be left out of this little place any more than I already am. Idk why. But maybe it's because I am unbearably frustrated with the truth that I will continue to have these sentiments from afar. It's still a secret. One I'm no longer willing to keep. This time, I'll incinerate it. I am not going to continue suffering. Many have refused to accept my feelings for you. So will I. It doesn't matter if you potentially feel the same like you did in the past. What's the damn point? You will end up with someone else eventually. I am not fit for that kind of life. Everyone else knows I cannot be faithful for long. You and I…it must just be wrong.

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