Teensy Weensy Gal

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Is it a joke we ask ourselves
The life we live, it makes no sense
Are we being played?
And why it’s like we’re predestined to lose?
Stuck in a haze, unable to move.

-excerpt from ONCE UPON A ROUND HAZE by MV Sorima, 9th CHEPC Poetry Writing Contest (4th placer)

Photo by David Labuca

Read the complete poem here: Once Upon A Round Haze


When the going gets tough and words ain’t just good enough, where do poets go?


Words by MV Sorima

Photo from Cosmonail: Alone Illustration Series


If you have only read my mind,
and heard my heart,
and felt my soul,
you’ll be in tears.
You’ll be filled with wonder.
You’ll ask me why,
but I sure won’t be able to answer
because I don’t know either.
I think, it’s just the way it is.
Believe me,
I also wonder why and how I love that much.



Words by MV Sorima
Photo from Once Upon A Time (TV Series)

‘Hiling’ (Wish): A Debut Spoken Word Poetry Performance

This is my piece entitled HILING. I performed this in a spoken word poetry performance last March 31, 2017 in our #Tag2Youth variety show in Intro to Mass Communication. Nikko Artuz sung to the tune of Hiling by Mark Carpio before and after my performance. It was indeed memorable, well isn’t every ‘first’ is?

I stumbled in some words, and I forgot some lines HUHU. Still, I was able to pull it off through God’s grace. Before, I never thought that I can do such thing. I remember watching Juan Miguel Severo, a famous spoken word artist here in the Philippines. I admire him a lot. As I listened to him, I fell for the art, but I said to myself that I won’t be able to do that. For me, it’s like too much. Then, this happened. I feel like I am unstoppable now. Never thought that only one forced performance will unleash me into this art that I am swooning over ever since.

Thank you Mary Joy Bacolod for the opportunity. She’s the director of our variety show. I owe this to her for she arranged this part that showcased a budding talent. Also, Nikko Artuz will never be forgotten because he’s a part of this wonderful experience!

'Hiling' my first ever spoken word performance, March 2017 (6).jpg
(c) Dom Mangubat


MV Sorima

Sabi ng mga nakatatanda,

huwag daw madaliin ang pag-ibig.

Sapagkat para itong pagtalon sa isang

karagatang may rumaragasang mga alon.

Ang pagsuong ay dapat tantyahin

nang ikaw ay huwag magkamali.

Kailangan mong huminga nang malalim

bago tumalon sa isang madilim na yungib na

wala kang kasiguraduhan kung ano ang ikinukubli.

Sabi ng mga nakatatanda,

huwag daw madaliin ang pag-ibig.

Nakinig ako sa kanila.

Ginugol ang bawat sandali na

mapalago ang aking sarili.

Hindi hinahanap ang pag-ibig,

sapagkat ito ang sayo’y huhuli.

Hanggang sa isang araw, nakita kita.

Bumuka ang langit.

Nasaksihan ko kung paanong nagkakulay ang mundo

na dati pala’y tanging puti at itim.

Ngayon alam kong handa na ako,

at ikaw ang pinipili ko.

Ikaw ang gusto ko.

Ang tayo ang gusto ko.

Sabay tayong bumulusok patungo sa mga

bagay na sabay nating tutuklasin.

Pagbigyan mo naman sana ang aking hiling.

Dahil sa maniwala ka man o sa hindi,

sasabog na ang aking dibdib.

Sapagkat labis kitang ninanais.

At sana…ako din ang iyong piliin. 

P.S. There’s a video of me performing this piece. Still waiting for it tho… Will be posted soon when I get it.

Nikko Artuz (c) Dom Mangubat

This is my Personal Warmth| Artparasites

In poetry and in painting
Just like in your dreams
You can do whatever you please
You can write inside a landscape
With golden shadows at sunset over a forest:
This is my personal warmth
I tried to hide it for many years.
You can write over the fur of a dog
Inside a forest at sunset
I have the heart of a dog
And I liked felines all my life.
You can write out of the blue
On a sky you must have dreamt of
I appreciate kindness
Because I believe that is greatest virtue
And it took me many years of flying around
Suspended inside my protective cover
To understand
The redundancy of that sign saying leave the dog alone.
I find my warmth intact
And those who are familiar with
Poetry, painting and flying
Will understand this.

Laura Livia Grigore

FROM: Artparasites- How Art you today?

My Muse.jpg

Once Upon A Round Haze

Is it a joke, we ask ourselves

The life we live, it makes no sense

Are we being played?

And why it’s like we’re predestined to lose?

Stuck in a haze, unable to move.

The very best, we already give

But life’s a selfish to give us a bid

Oftentimes, we don’t get what we want and need

Even all that we had,

Are taken from us all at once.

Are we in a circle?

Started somewhere and ended up there again

Unable to go to the place we lust after

Like a body drowning despite fighting

The terrible waves of mistakes and failing.


Yes, we were

Yes, we still are

Maybe tomorrow’s gonna be a huge mist too

Is it postponed, our breakthrough?

Will there be a time

When someone will explain

All our losses which despise respite?

Are they really worth it?

Are they?

Every waking moment we hope

That we finally understand

Our sole purpose in this oblate-spheroid world

Maybe we can forgive

Every pain which dampened our souls.

Every sleeping moment we pray

May the stars please align for us

Let the days ahead work for me

I want my moment…

My pedestal

One day, I’ll no longer be in a round haze

One day, I’ll comprehend all the wondering

One day, I am to set free and find myself

Going out of the circle and making my own shape

I hope I will, I hope we will.

P.S. This is the poem who gave me the 4th place in the Poetry Writing Contest- English, in the 9th CHEPC, a press conference for Tertiary Campus Journalists➡ Bagged Two Awards Even Under Tremendous Stress|CHEPC|Feature Writing|Poetry Writing|.

We were asked to write in a free verse, a poetry in which you’ll associate a shape to a certain emotion.


Bagged Two Awards Even Under Tremendous Stress|CHEPC|Feature Writing|Poetry Writing|

My first ever journalism related contest in college ended up victoriously as I placed 2nd in Feature Writing- Filipino and 4th place in Poetry Writing- English!!!

The 9th Cavitewide Higher Education Press Conference was held in St. Joseph College in Cavite City. Even if I am not really feeling well due to terrible stress the day before, I still managed to have my ‘game mode’ on!

You all know how much I’m trying to enter the world of poetry, and my first ever competition…in English… was successful!!!

Thanks be to God!!!

P.S. (Magpasalamat si Ateng nanalo sa Feature. Naku, sinasabi ko sa kanya, kung nasa 100% na kondisyon ang sarili ko kahapon, naku…. baka umuwi siyang luhaan! HAHAHAHA 😂😂😂😂)

It makes me happy that you’re not living anymore in a dystopian world.
Because I know you’re in a better place right now.
We may not be together anymore or maybe only right now,
But I know God and angel’s company is better than mine.

via To Me, He Is Poetry | Candy Feels |

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