This is another poetry compilation entitled 'Isangdaang Tula na Hindi Makalaya'. From the title itself, we can say that this is full of unsaid thoughts that have never been spoken by the person who created this poem, hoping that the 100th piece of poetry will finally set her free. It is about the journey of moving on and forgetting about someone who used to be your home.

Ang nilalaman ng mga saloobin

Koleksyon ng Haiku sa Tagalog. Ito ay traditional na poetry ng mga Hapon. Binubuo lamang ito ng tatlong linya. Ang una at huli ay may limang silaba. Ang gitna ay may pito. Halika at magbasa. Malay mo gawan kita. At ang susunod kong haiku, para sa'yo na. :) (A/N: Pictures and images are credited to their respective owners but words and feelings are all mine. :D )

Hugot para sa puso mong sugatan, mga nararamdaman na sa poetry mo lang maidadaan. Date started: June 13, 2018 End: January 4, 2020

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Spoken Word Poetry (Compilation)

"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!

Mga nadarama na hindi masabi ng harapan at personalan kaya isinusulat na lang at gawing libangan. x (Currently editing) x ~ #1 in Poetry, April 7, 2018 #1 in Poetry, May 16, 2018 #1 in Spoken word, August 6, 2018

Ginawa ko ang librong ito para mailabas ang sakit na nararamdaman dulot ng kanyang paglisan. Akala ko masaya pa siya ngunit gusto na pala niyang humanap ng iba. Pinaglalaban ko pa pero sumusuko na, minamahal ko pa pero nasa piling na ng iba.

"If a poet loves you, you will never die." I'm just a mediocre poet who never believed I will cross path with love. But destiny really works in a mysterious way. The moon may wax and wane and ocean may ebb and flow, yet poetry will remain constant in turning emotions into a beautiful craft. As Jim Morrison says, "If my poetry aims to achieve anything, it's to deliver people from the limited ways in which they see and feel."