Spoken-word Stories

Copyright © 2025 Mayelin Luciano Santos. All rights reserved. First of all, welcome! all poems are written by me. In this first part, I invite you to dive into reflectio...

The poems here are not born of hope, but of despair that lingers like a slow, aching death.

This poem is about heartbroken, secret love,unsure relationship, regrets about something, about family, friendship.

Spoken word poetry compilation Waves symbolize peace and turmoil. It eases our struggling minds and brings havoc to peaceful moments. This piece is a collection of poe...

Welcome to the world of poetries. Start reading, if you love poetries, either reading or composing it. Here, you'll be able to see what's going on in my mind through th...

These poems and entries are my way of releasing those emotions out of me. Emotions I go through, and I know that people could relate to me so I'm deciding to publish the...

Ang mga lahat ng tula na ito ay pagmamay-ari ni Bb. Naej na siyang sumulat nang mga tula. ‼️Ano mang pangyayari mga nasabi sa mga nasabing mga tulaay maaring nagkataon l...

A lover girl who got her heart broken one too many times and now ended up writing poetry about it

If you're researching for a certain topic, try and check out the table of contents of this book maybe I discussed it. I'll be happy to help with your school works just d...

This poem reflects on the ever-changing nature of life-how our dreams, relationships, and preferences evolve over time. It explores the irony of how people grow out of f...

xvii, april. (ii). these words speak louder than i ever will. © playlist poetry h.r. : #55

Demise the loss of a angel within.

walls have ears to hear the fear behind my voice. second poetry collection. dec 2024- feb 2025.

Here's my collection of my spoken word poetry! Message me if you wanna use it for a school presentation or a post.

In the depths of my heart, an abyss does dwell, An abode of whispers, where shadows swell. I lay myself bare, each verse a thread, Seeking to fill the void where my sile...

xvi, april. (i). cotton mouth with a heavy heart. © playlist poetry h.r. : #47

just read it...

xvii, april. (iii). you have no voice if no one is listening. © playlist poetry h.r. : #3

Para sa mga hindi sigurado, gusto nang sumuko at sa mga gustong matuto. A prose and poetry book full of advices and thoughts para sa mga sugat na hihilom, naghihilom at...

My suicide had been two years in the making when I decided not to follow through at the last minute. Over the past decade, I've written poems, books, short stories, fan...