Christmas Spoken Poetry Tagalog Novels & Stories

Mary's Church embraces the night, Illuminating our steps in peaceful silence. The White Christmas song we sing softly, Warm notes echoing between the cold snow. Your hand, as smooth as falling snow, Warms my heart on this peaceful night. This Christmas Eve, time seems to stop, With you, Stefany, my world becomes so beautiful. Under the big tree, our love will be eternal, In a blanket of snow and divine magic. "Dani! The poem is so beautiful. I'm so touched. Thank you!" Stefany exclaimed enthusiastically. "Of course, Stefy. I will do anything for you, believe me. I only want you, one person. There will be no one else in my heart," Daniel replied while looking softly at his sweetheart's face w

“Get rid of that There’s-no-forever whining voice in your head. You know what the perfect battle cry would be?” “What?” “I’m going to teach you a new word: Laumlayag.” “Laun… Is that a Visayan word?” “Nope. It’s an encanto word. Mathias taught it to me.” Kate’s eyes widened. “It’s one of their common greetings, sort of like farewell. First, they touch their forehead lightly and then wave like this.” As mother and daughter lay on their backs staring up at the ceiling, at the glow-in-the-dark star stickers, Mrs. Lapuz demonstrated the greeting.

Buhos na ulan aking mundo'y lunuring tuluyan Tulad ng pag-agos mo 'Di mapipigil ang puso kong nagliliyab Pag-ibig ko'y umaapaw Damdamin ko'y humihiyaw sa tuwa Tuwing umuulan at kapiling ka - Tuwing Umuulan, Regine Velasquez-Alcasid *** * B A C K S T O R Y* "C-COFFEE?" He asked her.

Their unspoken desires, like shimmering stars in the winter sky, danced in silent harmony, carrying the promise of reunion and the timeless enchantment of the season. As Asmo found himself amidst the vibrant tapestry of Christmas cheer, a whimsical thought took root in his mind, unfurling like a mischievous wisp of laughter in the midst of his introspection. Pondering the age-old enigma of Father Christmas, he found himself ensnared in a labyrinth of bemusement, his brow furrowed in mock solemnity as he contemplated the veracity of the jolly old figure who traversed the world in a single night.