Teensy Weensy Gal

Indulge in my messy universe.



First Poetry Collection COMING OUT MARCH 2019

‘I Didn’t Write A Line Or Two’

I Didn't (prose)

And I said to myself, “I won’t write about him.” Because all the people that I’ve written about before, I lost them all. Some I lost gradually. Some I lost in an instant. And I can’t stand to lose him. So I kept myself from writing a piece of poetry or a line of my musing of him. I tried hard not to grab a pen and make him immortal in papers. But still, the day came when I lost him. Now, I can’t blame anything or anyone for I didn’t write. I thought that we escaped the curse of my writing, but it turns out that I’m destined to lose people anyway.


Words by MV Sorima

Art from Pinterest (credits to the rightful artist)



I Judged For Midnight Collective’s #GigilSiAko Spoken Word Battle And The Experience Was An Eye-Opener

92.7 Brigada News FM Lucena Will Air My Poem “Paalala ni Mama” Later At LOVELINES 1-3 pm

My former classmate/blockmate who transferred schools when we were freshmen contacted me about this segment they’re doing in a radio station as for internship requirement. 92.7 Brigada News FM Lucena is part of the big family of the Brigada News FM- having their main station in Mega Manila. This segement is called Lovelines and they’re going to feature spoken word poetry and love letters. She asked me to feature one of my Tagalog poem and I gave her my “Paalala ni Mama”.

See the poem here: ‘Paalala ni Mama’

Thankiee for the ever fabulous CJ Tayaban for the sweet gesture of remembering me and giving me this great opportunity☺️Chance to widen my audience a bit haha  I’m happy to help you too! To those outside Lucena, join me in listening later at 1-3 pm thru this link:


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?

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