Philippines Poem Novels & Stories

sambit pa ng ama niya. She was hurt. Pakiramdam niya ay tinadtad ang puso niya. Nasanay na siya sa Pilipinas at sa pamumuhay roon. The Philippines was nice to her and that land made her heart felt love in the deepest. Doon niya lang napagtanto na kahit isa siyang assassin ay puwede pala siyang umibig nang tapat at totoo. Subalit, ngayon ay nandito na naman siya sa lugar kung saan siya planong ikulong ng kaniyang ama.

Hindi naman niya maiwasang hindi tumingin sa bawat nadaraanan namin. "Mommy all buildings here is so high just like in London!" mangha niyang sabi. "Yes baby, halos pareho lang naman pero mas marami kang makikitang building sa other country unlike here. Dito pa lang sa Manila ang maraming building because this is the capital of the Philippines, that's why." pagpapaliwanag ko naman sa kanya. "Pero may building rin po sa ibang place dito sa Philippines?" "Off course baby."

sa kabila nang papadilim ng kalangitan ay napuna ni Anya ang palusong na cliff sa gilid ng kalsadang tinatakbo nila. “Maraming magagandang lugar dito sa Pilipinas. Anyway kahit saan would be a great place lalo kung kasama kita,” ang malambing na tinig ni Phil ay nagdulot ng nanunuot na kilig sa kanyang puso kaya hindi niya napigil ang mapabungisngis.

And he was right, there are some idiots who are looking at my legs. Ngumiti ako at bumaling kay kuya. "Don't worry. I know you can fight." Mas lalo akong napangiti nang umirap siya. "Yeah, whatever." -- I can't help but to be amazed on the view. This is our last stop for island hopping, but still the view would always took my breath away. Philippines is a paradise, indeed. Well, except from politics. "Be careful," sambit ni kuya habang inaalalayan ako pababa ng bangka.

Umiling iling si ate. "I want to leave Philippines, please help me," mahinang sabi niya habang umiiyak siya hindi pa din siya humihiwalay sa pagkakayakap sakin. Nagkatinginan kami ni Ciarra na parehong may pagtataka sa mukha.

huminga sya ng malalim bago kinuha ang chopsticks nya. "I'm fine, it's just that I'm....." Hindi nya matapos ang sasabihin. "Hey, I'mma kill you if you don't spill the tea." Pagbabanta nito sa kanya. "I'm assigned at tje Philippines." Pagtatapos nya sa gustong sabihin. "Eh?" Nag-angat ito ng paningin sa kanya. "I'mma kill you if you're joking." seryosong sabi nito sa kanya. "I'm not." Ipinakita nya dito ang papel na natanggap nya.

"Yes mom, and you said you live in the Philippines. I also want to live there, mom. I've seen on the TV how beautiful the Philippines is. So I want to move there too." "Yes honey. The Philippines is a beautiful country. We can live there for as long as you want, okay?" "Can I also have a friends in Philippines mom? Are they also good to me?" tanong nito. "Of course, you can also make many friends there, honey, as long as you tried to speak tagalog. Kung gusto mo ng magkaroon ng maraming kaibigan sanayin mo na ang pagsasalita ng tagalog upang maiintindihan ka rin ng mga bata doon, okay?" Paliwanag niya sa anak.

Tuluyan nang nagningning ang buong Pilipinas. THE END

Hindi ko pinag-aralan dahil ayaw ko sa mundo niya, at ayaw ko rin sa mundo ko. I was happy that I was here in the Philippines. I was happy that I have a new life here with a new identity. I was happy back then, because I have Pinokyo with me. . . Pero iba na ngayon, wala na ang mga taong nagbibigay saya sa puso ko. Wala na sila. . . Wala na. *** "Ang payat mo naman? Kumakain ka pa pa ba? Heto, gusto mo?" Bigay ko ng siopao sa kanya.

I shut my eyes closely at the hot pressure that his finger is serving me. "M-miss Universe - Philippines pa lang," I corrected. The growing member behind my bottom is getting harder by the minute too. Sky spotted my clit and held it firmly between his two fingers before giving it a squeeze. I cried in pleasure when he went back on moving his finger in a round manner.