Inaalay ko ang mga tulang ito para sa mga taong nasaktan, umibig, nasaktan ulit at nawalan na ng pag-asang magmahal muli. Highest Rank: #1 in Mga Tula (12/19/20) #1 in Mga Tula (05/29/20) #3 in Mga Tula (05/26/20)

Umalis si Julian para magtrabaho sa kabilang bayan. Nangako siyang pagbalik niya'y pakakasalan na niya si Esperanza. Nagtiwala siya; nagtitiwala siya. Ngunit paano kung sa muli nitong pagbalik ay hindi na madama ang dating pag-ibig? Isang storyang idinaan sa pagtula (tuluyan). Matataas na Ranggo: 1st/400 stories in #prose 5th/7.13K stories in #tula, 6th/7.88K stories in #tula 4th/1.01K stories in #esperanza, 13th/7.21K stories in #prosa. Sinimulan: 03.07.22 Natapos: 03.02.24 Nirebisa: 10.01.24 Pabalat: George Frederick Watts 'Choosing' (artist's wife, Dame EllenTerry) c.1864

[EPISTOLARY] Enemies to lovers? Well, let's see! ........ Started: 04|21||23 Ended: ???

puno ng sensiridad

Kapag ang Pader NASAKTAN, Pati kayo MATATAMAAN! Nararamdaman na sa pagsusulat lamang naidadaan. BookCover by: @kbluescript Most Impressive Ranking: Rank #1- Poetry - 05/30/18 Rank #5- Tula - 05/29/19 Rank #11- Paasa - 06/06/19 Rank #15- Hugot - 06/04/19

Koleksyon ng mga tula. Kwentong nakabalot sa bawat talata. Basahin ang kwento ng kalapastangan ng araw, luha ng ulap, at lihim ng buwan sa "Araw, Ulap, at Buwan" ni Soraemie. Pabalat sa pagkaka-disenyo ni: @clxirven Highest Rank: #10 - tula

Ito ay isinulat ko para kay Alpas. Ang bawat piyesa dito ay ang mga muni-muni, pagtakas ko sa mundo, mga liriko at tula ko na nais kong ibahagi.

"You have no idea how my hands crave to roam around thirsty in your body with my tongue lusting to taste something I'm not allowed to.." Warning: This is a girl x girl story. So if you're not comfortable reading this kind of genre, I suggest you just read something you like. There are 18+ scenes here so please please please back off if you're a kid. All events and characters are fiction. This is an unedited version so expect errors and typos. (UNDER REVISION SOON) Enjoy reading!

There is forever in her marble teeth, in her honey-snake tongue, in her tiger-striped skin, in her torn-edge soul- she is beautiful. And as she breaks through the earth, she will haunt the light, as a ghost, as the night.

Prose that may be too bland or too blue; Random stories that may or may not be true; All penned by Alice in her times of loneliness; They shall aid the mind and heart of the restless.