Spokenpoetry Stories

Ilang beses ng nasaktan. Ilang beses ng nalunod ang isipan sa malalim na agam-agam. Ilang beses ng lumuha at umiyak ng dahil sa nararamdaman. Umiyak dahil walang mapagsabihan. Lumuha dahil takot na mahusgahan. Kaya't tanging isang pirasong papel at matintang bolpen ang hiniram. Isinulat ang lungkot, galit, poot at kasiyahan. Isinulat sa paraang ako at ang mga nakaranas ng dinanas ko ang makakaunawa at makakalam na ang mga talatang isinulat ay hindi talata lamang. P.S. Hi minna-chin! This is your author/manunulat, Senathren, and I want to make a safe space for everyone who can freely rant about their feelings if they are having a hard times or either good times. As well as to express my feelings and emotions through poems. I hope everyone will engage in this small platform of mine.(⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

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Hi! this is my collection of all the poetry/monologues I have wrote over the years. Please tell me if you like them as it will mean alot! Thank you for reading

Mag bibigay ng Loob na tugtugan ka kahit masaya ka sa iba.

Deepest thoughts and motivation for everyone.

Her catastrophe is more than just a mess, it's built for him. Poems to inspire you guys out there

Loving her was challenging... But i was ready to give up everything... I love her to the moon and back... Even though i'm not the one in her heart... [So... I decided to make an individual book for each piece I make (please inform me if this is similar to other poems that you have seen before) (I'm terribly sorry if this is similar to other people's work, I assure you that it is higy unintentional!) (Plagiarism is a crime⚠️) An Individual book written by Gangster Heart (Jerrah Carlom)] All rights reserved®

Aking ibabahagi ang mga salitang aking binuo para sa pag-ibig na ngayo'y kinababaliwan ng kabataan.

i write both sins and tragedies ; disclaimer: this doesn't have smut fics, i just took a spin on Panic! at the Disco's song I Write Sins Not Tragedies lmao published: 4/27/18

Poetry that gives me an inspiration. I wrote this as a diary. The raw of emotions we feel, the things that we think but we couldn't say. We can write it in a poem.

Trust isn't lost in a moment. It fades after being proven wrong one too many times. Words, not walls.

Sabay sabay tayong magluksa 😂😂 at ilabas ang bawat emosyon na nakakubli sa ating damdamin.

Tagalog poetry hope you enjoy :) <3

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A poetry I have is not masterpiece.I made this book as a diary of my day.Happiness,sadness,hope,doubt and blame,might be written here.Hope you would love it.

I have written about my experience on the soccer field. I hope you enjoy :)

~Every poetess' heart was once broken ~Every Poet/Poetess dream is to have someone who will write a poem that is dedicated only for them. (@im.zoeee_14👑🌒)

Ako ung Lalaking hindi kagwapuhan,hindi rin masyadong maeffort at di rin mayaman, PERO kung mag mahal ako mag pakaylanman .At kung malungkot ka handa kitang damayan .At hindi rin ako ung lalaking sisinabi nyo na manloloko at babaero, kac ako ung lalaking handang maglakad mula pasig hanggang Dito, Makita ko lang yang cute na ngiti mo. At mga chinitang mata mo. Kaya kung sa akin ay ayaw mong magtiwala,Makinig Ka lang sa damdamin mo .Dahil akoy naniniwala na meron pa kong lugar sa puso mo. At Hindi rin ako ung lalaking pinapangarap mo, Pero gagawin ko lahat para maging lalaking mamahalin mo. Kung ang pagmamahal ko ay hindi ko man mapakita, Paparamdam ko naman na mahal kita. Kaya sa tuwing natatanaw kita, Sinasabi ko sa sarili ki na "Balang araw mapapa sagot din kita" . Hindi man ako ung first na minahal mo susubukan kong maging pang last mo. At Sa Bawat sandaling naiisip kita. Napapangiti ako na may halong kaba na baka hanggang pangarap nalang kita, na hindi talaga tau para sa isat isa Pero di ako nawalan ng pag asa na baka mahal mo rin ako. Tulad ng pagmamahal ko sayo Alam kong masyadong may pagka corny tong sinulat ko para sayo. Kaya sana naman ay ma appreciate mo kahit papano, kac sinusunod ko lang ang puso't isipan ko.

Everyday life is challenging that's why I write

Thi collection is a quiet confession. It holds the moments I once tried to forget but somehow turned into poetry. Each poem carries a piece of me. The ache of almost, the warmth of fleeting joy, and the echoes of people who came but couldn't stay. These poems are not about perfect love, but about different form of love, the kind that teaches, bruises, and lingers long after it ends. Here, the memories that once hurt have softened into words. This is my way of remembering, forgiving, and finally letting go, one poem at a time.