Example Of Spoken Poetry Tagalog Novels & Stories

napalingon ako sakanya ng kalabitin niya ako "Ako ba kinakausap mo?" Takang tanong ko "Kakalabitin ba kita kung hindi?" "Bakit ba?" I tried to look pissed. Natamaan kasi ang ego ko nung nalaman ko na mas matalino siya kesa sakin. "You're cursing the rain, ba't ka galit sa ulan?" "Napakaingay" sagot ko. "Sino?" "Both of you. Ikaw at ang ulan. Napakaingay niyo"

sigaw ko dito "Syempre mag sasalita ako lalo nat hindi kita kilala malay ko bang mamamatay tao ka pala please lang pakawalan mo na ako wala akong alam na atraso sayo at mas lalong wala akong kaalam alam sayo ang gusto ko lang naman ay umuwi ng pilipinas para makita ko na si ate at makapagpahinga" agad kong pinunasan ang luha ko. "PLEASE-"

Dahil diyan kayo masaya. I just found myself one day in a cafe. I was in the corner while listening to a man’s spoken poetry. Mukha din na nakikisama ang panahon sa nararamdaman ko. It's raining outside, It's also dark inside the cafe even though there are plenty of colorful lights surrounding us. Ang iba ay napapahiyaw dahil sa mga katagang sinasabi ng poeter. Ang mga kababaihan naman sa kabilang table ay tinutukso ang isa sa mga kaibigan nila.

But after minutes and quarters I have waited, nothing happened. Heh? Eh? My forehead creased as I look back to the sky and shift down to the ground. Did I say the wrong words? Or is it not the right chant? I took a deep breath and puffed. “Labi sin umagsapa, Manbalanga’y dada say umayus. Agew ya taw-en ay lumabas. Silaw di bulan, danan ay manpaila. Las-ang ay naginek, kansyon di dagem san umayag,

"Ilang araw kayo doon?" "Dalawa lang, Lola. May pasok din kasi kami, we have to come back early as possible. Ihahatid na lang namin si Marian dito." "Gano'n ba? Sayang naman, balik kayo rito sa susunod, ha? Sama ka ulit, Eve." Ngumiti ito sa'kin. "Sikayo lan mambaga et tatay, a?" Iyon na naman ang parang banyagang salita nila. Pangasinense raw ang tawag sa dialect na ginagamit nila rito. I'm lucky they know how to speak Tagalog.

We went to a creek that they said was safe and could not be traced by men like those armed ones who were chasing me and Jack. I was used to doing household chores so it was easier to finish them. My female companions smiled at me to whom I returned with the same response. We didn’t talk but whenever I hear them talking and conversing with one another, I naturally felt calmer. It was enough to keep my mind busy and to avoid getting worried excessively about Jack. We were doing the last batch of everyone's clothes when the 6-year-old child who tried to speak to me before came. His name was Isagani. Chasing his breath, he uttered a few words quickly but I couldn’t understand.

“Whatever. Let’s go. ” 'How can she look adorable with those frowning lips?' Darn it! I must be out of my mind! Why would I find her adorable? She's a brat who treats me like a disposable toy! “Where are you taking me again? I don't remember if we agreed to go somewhere today. ” "You’ll see. Just follow my lead and don't talk too much, old corn.” "Old corn?" I raised an eyebrow at what she called me. "Matandang mais in Tagalog."

“What? Your liver? Are you liver, liver?” He laughed and seemed embarrassed and scratched his neck again. “Come on, Lianne. I’m doing my best out here trying to speak Tagalog. It’s kinda… Difficult. It's broken.” Water! She reached its tumbler forward and drank quickly. With so much laughter she almost had a heart attack. Aba’t! It really supported the speaking of Tagalog. Another trip of a Gustavvson, eh. "It's stuttering," she corrected. "Okay, say it again," it's also delicious because it's a trip once.

He stared at me and smiled, “Oh, sorry, I wanted to wipe your sweat away.” I could hear a girl sqeualing deom behind us as shewhisper to her friend, “Awe,tingnan mo yung ginawa ng poging lalaki sa girlfriend nya! Sana all!” She said in tagalog which doesn’t help as Ajax couldn’t understand it. Translation: (“Awe, look at the handsome guy and what he did to his girlfriend! hope all!) “Tsk, magbre-break rin yan!” Replied her friend.

Could he be a scammer? : Kakaiba ka, hindi ako makapaniwala na makakaramdam ako ng ganito. (You're different, I couldn't believe I could feel this way.) I am shocked that he can speak Tagalog. I didn't think I could talk to anyone else who was good at Tagalog except Fritz, Ev, and my parents. : Are you Filipino? You can speak Tagalog... A few minutes passed without anyone replying so I just put my phone down again and closed my eyes.