Spoken Word Poetry Examples Tagalog Novels & Stories

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Sarcastic I slowly close my eyes i feel the peace in this kingdom, i fell like im home. I open my eyes where am i? Its so dark i cant see anything! I hear some voices whispering in my ears i hate it! "Wag kang mawawalan ng pag asa hija" i heard it, whats this? "Zuri wake up" ""What do you think my daughter you can have a happy life?" Im scared, im so scared Its look like an echo inside in my mind "Baby dont hate me okay? Uhmmm daddy loves you so much kaya gising ka na"

Bigla kong naalala ang pakay ko kanina sa magkaibigan. “Lola, anong ibig sabihin ng gardo…wait garbo?” “Garbo. Ligaw. Bakit? Saan mo narinig ‘yan?” “Ha? Sa isa sa mga bata,” ngumiti ako pero deep inside iba ang kaba ko. “Iyong word na uyab?” “Jowa. Syota.” A little O-shaped in my mouth. “Ahm…yong dire?” “Hindi. No.”

Good thing that I studied tagalog language, my accent will do. “For all of our Filipino audiences here, this song is dedicated to you.” I smiled sweetly as the crowd went wild once again. (This song "Sila" is translated from Filipino to English) He also lost his appetite for a long time Watching the passerby He was always stubborn Eager to feel something 'You are not new in sight You are secretly in my tender embrace In every hiding The expression of emotion is uncontrollable There is no answer to the question Why you matter There is no one like you

"What?" "You look sexy when you speak tagalog. I mean ang hot, I mean, ang c-cute l-lang," nauutal kong sabi rito na ikinangiti niya. "Thanks for that. You look cute also. I luv it when I see you stuttering. I hope because of my hotness at kagwapuhan ko." "I think so," wala sa sarili kong sabi saka tumingala sa langit para tignan ang mga bituin. Nabigla na lang ako ng hapitin ako nito.

It was adorable enough to make me secretly laugh. "Yes, mommy, 'pamamihan' you po ha," Enno added, mispronouncing 'paramihan' (make plenty) into 'pamamihan', making me just scratch my head in amusement. Even with their funny little mispronunciations, I still understood them perfectly. Sometimes, it even got worse. Even though we live in the US, I still made sure to teach them to speak Tagalog. "Okay! But give me love hugs and love kisses first," I said to them. They both rushed toward me and said at the same time,

he turned it into “Salubong sa Bagong Kabanata” Mulat ang siyang diwa ng bawat isa, Lahat ay may bakas ng ngiti sa mukha, Kapaligiran ay busog sa musika, Bata, matanda, handang-handa na sila, Sa pagsalubong sa bagong kabanata, Tuwa’t galak, bagong taon, parating na. I couldn’t help but to smile as I read the first stanza. I just know that he is good at creating Tagalog poems too. He is always using English as his medium.

I’m going to use Tagalog instead. Nag-iisang pag-ibig ang nais makamit yun ay ikaw Nag-iisang pangako na di magbabago para sayo San ka man sana'y maalala mo Kailan man asahan di mag kalayo Tanging ikaw lamang ang aking iibigin Walang ibang hiling kundi ang yakap mo't halik I looked at him and he did the same but I turned my sight to others. Hindi malilimutan mga araw natin kay sarap balikan

“A Athair na dTitim, éist le mo ghlao, Ó chré an domhain go dromchla na réaltaí, Ardaím an ceo, osclaím an doras, Tagann do scáth, mo mháistir, mo dhídean!” The air turned thicker and I smiled hearing the wind howl and move faster. The candlelight flickered, yet refusing to go off and I continued chanting. “Come to master. Tagann do scáth, mo mháistir, mo dhídean!”

she questioned when she noticed my background changed. “Yes, I’m outside. I am at the office of my hilaw na husband,” I replied in a sarcastic tone of my voice when I mentioned ‘my hilaw na husband’. I used tagalog word ‘hilaw na’ so, they won’t understand me even they can hear me. (Hilaw means fake) “I see. Is it beautiful there?” she asked again, and she took a look at my back. “Average,” I briefly answered, and I stood to go to the window to let her see the beautiful view since I am at the high floor.