Tula Stories

"Your personality, your sincerity That let me fall into the ultraviolet." Started: sept 05 25 Finished: Nov 07 25

Poetry. I have always wondered what to do with all the poems that are literally just sitting on my notes, so I thought, why don't I share it? (this is the first time i grabbed onto the courage to share my poems, i hope u find it good.💕)

what did you feel right now? are you happy? sad? feeling betrayed or neutral? you must read those poem? it can be a English or Tagalog. read it then feel those Feelings told by the use of poems. Enjoy?

Pagbati my dear moonlightsss!!! One Hundred One Poetries for Psyche A collection of poems, unsaid thoughts and concealed feelings -timeline of endearment of a young poet to a girl who became his subject. From the moment their hearts met, to how those butterflies dance on his stomach, admiring her from a far, imprinting his love through the flames of ink, until the pages runs out, then it's time to let those butterflies flies and let the forbid love buried in the graveyard of pens. Hopefully you'll read it and please don't forget to vote, comment and follow my account. Thank you my dear moonlights!🫶

Walang kuryente? Tara, muni-muni! Hay! Brownout nalang palagi! Pero imbis na gumala pa, humigop ka nalang ng kape habang nakikinig sa musika, at nagbabasa ng "yearning" poems ko. Huey, ano raw?!

This is the story of all the silence that lived between our hellos and goodbyes, between hope and loss, between love and letting go. The collection of feelings that even mouth couldn't utter.

A personal letter for myself. Maybe for you. But it could be for everyone else, too. Who knows? Read, and we will know who are this for.

enjoy reading sana di mahurt

Ey hindi lang po ito tungkol sa so called 'LOVE' Tungkol din po ito sa LIFE o mga tanong mo sa buhay at memes This is my second creation po, and I hope you support it Fighting! Saranghaeyo!

Collection of haikus. [Haiku] - A specific type of Japanese poem which has 17 syllables divided into three lines of 5, 7, and 5 syllables. Haikus or haiku are typically written on the subject of nature.

A Random poem.. Was this really happening? it was like god taking me or making me this for real. I hope this will be the start. I hope that finally i'm taking a step and hoping for the better me. I wish this is the real thing for me. That finally I have this thing that called dream. I wanted to published this as a book but I wanted to share it first here in wattpad for free. hope you take time to read this before I release this as self-published book. Thank you

Effortless. Meaningless. With cups of flaws. Thus, untitled. | Poems in Tagalog and English from spur of the moments' thoughts.

the inks my mind bled. NOTICE: This isn't a story, rather a compilation of poems I made. Poems are written in English.

I have nothing to say but to thank my God for letting me use this platform, experiencing this privilege of having stories He lets me to tell. these are thoughts I try to visualize through poems. let's all read and study life and find the happiness in it. PS: some of my works are published in some school papers and blogs. I am only posting them here for free. so please, don't bother copying them. God bless :)

poem compilation hugots inspiring poem's

A Poetry Collection by Elijah Ezekiel. A compilation of different poetry (English and Tagalog). Hope you enjoy my poetry collection and have a nice day and God bless you always.

A collection of poems written in english and filipino languages. These are all originally made by me. Please, do not copy and paste, or rewritten to any way. PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME. Written by groveswithleaves XOXO ❥･•

Ang lahat ay mapaparam at lumilipas katulad ng paglubog ng araw, kapalit nito'y liwanag pagsapit ng umaga. Kaya nawa'y basahin ninyo itong aking likha na pinamagatang Papalubog na Araw. Isang compilation kung saan ang lahat ng aking kaalaman at imahinasyon patungkol sa buhay ay isinasaad sa tula.

In veiled pages, goes a million wrecked words attempting to burst out of the book we once wrote in the wondrous shelter of our love, of our supposed tomorrow together. Still, piece by piece, you disentangled while I am torn with the rest of your reminiscences and ghosts of your grace. Leaving me wishing you are in the corners of endless circles, that our parallels will meet. Then again, these are just a figment of my imagination. You are long gone, but a mist of our mythologies remains. A poetry collection by louvingly.

Poetry and anything