Warrior of San Marcelino Series #2 Sila dapat ang ligtas kong espasyo; kung saan may katahimikan at kalayaan. Ang tahanan ang dapat sandigan at hindi rason ng kalungkutan. Sa bahay na 'yon dapat tumatahan ngunit doon ko kailangang magpakatatag. Sila ang espasyong pumipilit sa aking maging hindi ako. Sila ang tahanan aking iniiyakan. Sa bawat araw na lumipas ang mga emosyong dapat niyakap ay tinutulak. Pati ang taong nagbigay ng mga emosyon ay akin ding tinulak. Ang taong nagsilbing tahanan ay aking iniwan. Hindi ko kayang tumanggap dahil iyon ay kahinaan. Ayokong maging bukas dahil mahirap at nakasanayan. Kailangan ko ng oras; hindi ito ang tamang panahon para magkatuluyan. Habang ako'y hinuhilom ng panahon, ikaw ay naiwanang wasak. Subalit nanatili kang tahanang inuuwian ng aking mga luha. Started: January 15, 2025 Ended: June 3, 2025

Warriors of San Marcelino Series #3 Ayokong magtampisaw sa ulan para maranasan ang kakaibang kasiyahan kung sisipunin pagtapos. Gusto kong manood ng mga batang naglalaro roon. Ang tanda ko na para magtampisaw, mamatahin ako ng mga tao. Hindi para sa akin ang ulan. Ayokong maging ulan na makakaperwisyo sa marami para maibigay ang nais ng mga malapit sa akin. Mababasa ko nga ang mga puno ngunit mababasa ko rin ang mga tao. Uulan na lang ako sa dilim; sa hindi mataong lugar. Ayokong ugnayan ang ulan dahil ang lamig nito'y pinapalabas ang gusto kong itago. Ayoko ngang magtampisaw sa ulan pero sa tuwing kailangan ko ng masasandalan nand'yan siya. Ang sarap huminga sa hanging dala ng ulan. Nakakagaan sa pakiramdam. Nakakawala ng mga iniisip ang lamig ng patak; hindi ko mapigilang magpahatak. Started: July 17, 2025 Ended: November 22, 2025

What happens when a 17-year-old student discovers books and poetry while studying for the most important exams of her life? Well, words become her best friends! This is a collection of my original poems. When I write more, I'll upload them. Some poems contain certain famous quotes. Don't forget to vote! Please comment, I'd love to hear your thoughts and insights. Share your opinion on how you perceive each topic. Everyone might understand each poem differently, that's the beauty of it though. I hope you enjoy them!!!

"Curiosity killed the kitty Miss Adams." My body stiffened. Slowly I turned around just to see Mr. Parker standing in front of me with hands in his trouser pockets. I bit my lip. I thought he would be angry but when I looked at him. His face showed no emotion. He then started walking towards me I moved back. This continued until my back hit the door. Then he placed his one hand on my side, leaning forward, close to me. "What was rule number three Miss Adams." His face was extremely close to mine my breath got hitched. I couldn't answer his question why? Because I was more focused in the distance between us. "I asked you something Miss Adams." He said again. "T-That t-there a-are prohibited areas i-in the house where I shouldn't g-go." "It seems like you remember the rules. This room is one of those prohibited areas. So, from next time think before you put yourself into trouble." I just stared at his eyes. I was lost in those pair of sea-coloured eyes. No other guy has ever affected me this much as Mr. Parker. I get nervous around him. I don't know what this feeling is but this feeling is different. A feeling that I have never felt for anyone. "Understood?" he said again. I nodded. "Yes Mr. Parker." ***************** Liam Parker, 25 year old billionaire. Arrogant, handsome, ruthless, the only thing matters to him is his son and his work. Bella Adams, 24 year old simple and bubbly girl, who lives with her Nanny in an orphanage. What will happen when Bella comes as a babysitter of Liam's son? Let's find out in the story.....