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π—Ÿπ—œπ—§π—˜π—₯𝗔π—₯𝗬 | IBA NA AKO SA DATI πŸ«‚πŸŽ–β€ŽSa pasilyo ng alaala’y naglalaroMga pahinang tinta't pag-asa ay punoUnang yugto’y ginin...
13/07/2025

π—Ÿπ—œπ—§π—˜π—₯𝗔π—₯𝗬 | IBA NA AKO SA DATI πŸ«‚πŸŽ–β€Ž

Sa pasilyo ng alaala’y naglalaro
Mga pahinang tinta't pag-asa ay puno
Unang yugto’y ginintuang mundo
Naglalakbay ang puso sa bawat letra at numero.

Sa silid-aralan, bituin ay naliliwanagan
Tinig ng gurong maalab ang nais mapakinggan
β€ŽMga kamag-aral na naghihiyawan
Dahil sa aking kahusayan.

β€ŽSandamakmak na medalya
β€ŽMga papuri'y nagkalat saan man ako magpunta
Kinang kong dala-dala
Hindi makuha ng iba.β€Ž

β€ŽNgunit sabi nga nila, "Bilog ang mundo"
At ang lahat ay nagbabago.
β€ŽMga aralin na minuto lang kung aking intindihin
β€ŽSubalit ngayon, kahit ilang ulit na hindi pa rin kayang unawain.

β€ŽMga katagang "Mataas ako rito, sigurado"
β€ŽNapalitan na ng "Ayos na β€˜to basta pasado".
Markang paldo-paldo,
Ngayo'y dehado.

β€ŽPagsusulit na perpekto ang marka
β€ŽNgayo'y pasang awa na.
β€ŽTulog na higit sa walong oras,
Ngayo'y pipikit lang at may pasok na bukas.β€Ž
β€Ž
Sa bawat pagbagsak at pag-aalinlangan
β€ŽAko'y naalimpungatan
Iba na ako sa nakaraan
β€ŽKailangan ko nang yumakap sa kakulangan.
β€Ž
Marami man ang nagbago
Ngunit kailanma’y hindi ito magiging rason ng pagsuko
β€ŽMas patitibayin ako nito
Upang maabot ang bawat pangarap ko.
β€Ž
Hindi hadlang ang β€˜dati’ upang sisihin ang β€˜ngayon’
β€ŽAng galing noon, simula lamang ng isang paglalakbay
β€ŽSapagka't ang bawat pagkukulang ngayon ay piraso ng pagkatuto
Dahil ang eskwela ng buhay hindi nasusukat sa talino.
β€Ž
Hindi palaging perpekto ang bawat daan
Ika'y madarapa at may matutuhan
Sapagka't ang tunay na galing hindi lamang nasusukat sa paaralan
β€ŽKundi sa katapangan at pagyakap sa kinabukasan.

Isinulat ni Hannah Mae Daligdig
Inirebisa ni Karille Joi Doctor
Inilapat ni Precious Cassandra Ciruelos


𝑨 π’ˆπ’π’“π’‹π’‚π’” π’ƒπ’Šπ’“π’•π’‰π’…π’‚π’š 𝒕𝒐 π’šπ’π’–, 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑬𝑰π‘ͺ 𝑰𝑹𝑨𝑴 𝑴𝑢𝑡𝑻𝑨𝑡𝑢!! βœ¨πŸ’œI - kaw ang ilaw ng tahanan ng Sumilang,R - anas namin ang kaunlaran ...
11/07/2025

𝑨 π’ˆπ’π’“π’‹π’‚π’” π’ƒπ’Šπ’“π’•π’‰π’…π’‚π’š 𝒕𝒐 π’šπ’π’–, 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑬𝑰π‘ͺ 𝑰𝑹𝑨𝑴 𝑴𝑢𝑡𝑻𝑨𝑡𝑢!! βœ¨πŸ’œ

I - kaw ang ilaw ng tahanan ng Sumilang,
R - anas namin ang kaunlaran at pagiging produktibo sa iyong pamumuno
A - ng aming pagmamahal sayo ay hindi magmamaliw;
M - ahal ka namin magpakailanman.

Graphics by: Chloe Tornito


π—Ÿπ—œπ—§π—˜π—₯𝗔π—₯𝗬 | GOODBYE, MY GREATEST LOVE β€οΈβ€πŸ©ΉπŸ₯€You're the fire that can ignite me, but can burn me as well. Loving you is lik...
07/07/2025

π—Ÿπ—œπ—§π—˜π—₯𝗔π—₯𝗬 | GOODBYE, MY GREATEST LOVE β€οΈβ€πŸ©ΉπŸ₯€

You're the fire that can ignite me, but can burn me as well. Loving you is like a wish, waiting to happen even just for luck, but bound to reach the destination anyway. Staying with you was like standing on a shattered glass. Walking away feels like a foolish thing to do knowing I was wrap in a rubber band that stretches each time I'm done with you, but no matter how I try to distance myself it always snaps me back to you.

"How would you write a goodbye letter for your greatest love?" That was Cath’s question, not my sister by blood but sister by heart. That question echoes in me everytime I ponder how to begin this farewell letter.

Ramdam ko ang pagguhit ng mga linya sa noo ko nang inangat ko ang ulo ko para tingnan siya. "Greatest Love?"

"Yeah, that's what you call someone na binabalikan mo pa rin kahit anong mangyari, ano mang sitwasyon, kahit gaano man katagal. Once na bumalik siya, you will lay all your cards on the line and fight for both of you... β€˜Di ba ganon naman kayo?" She raised her brows and tilted her head.

"Doesn't it sound stupid, Cath?”

"It’s stupid kapag alam mong wala namang nagbago sa kaniya tapos binalikan mo pa siya. Kapag wala pa ring assurance, and all- how can you say na magtatagal kayo β€˜di ba? Masasaktan pa rin kayo sa dulo muli." Mahina niyang tinulak ang kape sa harap ko.

She stared at me, "Write. Not for him. Not for anyone. But for yourself. Write all your unsaid thoughts, all your pain, and the love you never got to express for him. Ilabas mo lahat through that letter, and heal."

It was so hard to unleash the depths of my soul because healing these scars means unloving you and forgetting you. To bury the memories that we created as kids means erasing you from my life. I really don't know how to start this letter but I just want to remind you that I'm pouring my heart while writing this.

I guess those on-and-off years between the two of us were enough to show our cared and loved for each other.

The last time we tried to make it work. Baby, for the first time in my life never kong na-feel na may iba. You don't know how much kilig I felt when you were waiting for me outside of my house, and texting me just to say 'Painom.' and syempre I was nervous because I'm with Papa. Paano if makita niya tayo right? We were so young at that time.

I remember the moment I started calling you endearments like bebe and baby. That's when I knew Im so willing to fight for us. I didn't care if we broke their hearts. But, I guess it wasn't supposed to happen in that way. Hindi ko rin pala kaya. Every time na iniisip ko rin kung anong pwedeng kapalit. Napapaisip ako kung worth it ba talaga.

I guess our story ends here. I'm choosing to break the cycle na tuwing okay na tayo ulit, mag-uusap uli tayo tapos bigla na namang mawawala ang usapan. Then it happens again, same old story. You know what I'm trying to say diba? Still, kahit na ganon ang cycle natin before, just so you know, it brings excitement for me knowing na alam kong babalik ka sa akin. But, as we grow up and maturity hits us, baby, it became so tiring. It wasn't healthy anymore.

Hindi ko kailanman naisip na magsawa, pero nakaka-ubos din pala. Nandyan ka naman, pero hindi kita maramdaman. Maybe I was asking for too much. Maybe my walls are so strong and high that you can't even take a step. Maybe I wasn't easy to love as the girls you wanted. It feels like ako lang β€˜yung may gusto nito, para bang ako lang β€˜yung nagmamahal. Kasi alam kong kaya mo naman, nagagawa mo nga sa iba, eh. Bakit pagdating sa akin, nagdadalawang isip ka pa. If it's all in my head tell me now.

Because, baby, if you really wanted me in your life, I wouldn't have to ask you to treat me right. You wouldn't leave me confused. You would meet those standards. No room for wandering eyes when I'm not around. You will give me clarity by your intentions. But, I guess you're not ready to be a better man for me.

We tried our best to make it work, but we have to accept that we can't go back to each other like nothing happened. We can't pretend that everything is still the same.

You were such a big part of my childhood. It was a roller coaster feeling. Those years brought me so much joy and memories with you, and I guess ganon ka rin. Running back to you feels like home in a nostalgic way. My love for you is louder and stronger than any chaos and pain that we faced.

You were my first in everything. My first crush. The first person I chased and poured my love into. The first guy I'm willing to take a risk. The first who taught me all the lessons that became my stepping stones in life. My very first heartbreak.

Baby, you are now free. Letting you go is probably the greatest pain and hardest decision I've ever make. But I think this is the only way to make our journey better.

My love for you was real. It was never for a show and competition. Wasn't meant to prove anything and not a puppy love. It didn't ask for anything in return, and it was never a momentary feeling. It was pure, selfless, genuine, and all it ever wanted was to choose and support what makes my baby happy in every decision that he made.

Because if you were a language, you would be the first word I ever learned, and the last word I would utter until it slips through my lips and forget how it sounds.

My prayers will forever hold you when my arms no longer can. Goodbye, my greatest love.

Written by Avhegail Macapagal
Copyread by Amber Domingo and Karille Joi Doctor
Graphics by Precious Cassandra Ciruelos


π—Ÿπ—œπ—§π—˜π—₯𝗔π—₯𝗬 | KAPAYAPAAN πŸ‚πŸŒ…Nang aking lisanin ang lugar na maguloAt nagtungo patungo sa lugar na nakakapanibagoHindi mawari...
06/07/2025

π—Ÿπ—œπ—§π—˜π—₯𝗔π—₯𝗬 | KAPAYAPAAN πŸ‚πŸŒ…

Nang aking lisanin ang lugar na magulo
At nagtungo patungo sa lugar na nakakapanibago
Hindi mawari ang gagawin ko
Sapagkat malayo ako sa mundo.

Ang mundong kinalakihan ko
Iba ang pamumuhay ng mga tao.
Hindi ko alam ang aking madaratnan
Sapagkat unang beses kong lumisan.

Pag-apak ng aking mga paa
Bumungad sa'kin ang tanawing kagaganda
Tanawing dito ko lamang nakita
Tunay talagang nakakamangha.

Asul na mga ulap
Na para bang ika'y nasa alapaap.
Mga punong malalago
Hangin nito'y kay sarap damhin.

Maging ang huni ng mga ibong kay sarap marinig
Sa aking tainga parang pag-ibig.
Sapagkat ako'y nahumaling sa ganda
Ng lugar na ngayon ko lamang nakita.

Ganda ng probinsya
Ay isang tunay na pahinga.
Pahinga na nagpapakalma
Sa lahat ng problemang aking dala-dala.

Kapaligiran dito'y gusto kong pagmasdan
Nang pangmatagalan.
Ito'y hindi nakakasawang tingnan
Sapagka't ito'y isang kapayapaan.

Isinulat ni Hannah Mae Daligdig
Inirebisa ni Karille Joi Doctor
Inilapat ni Chloe Gaile


π—Ÿπ—œπ—§π—˜π—₯𝗔π—₯𝗬 | KAMI: ANG BAHAGHARI 🌈Ang pagiging kakampi ay hindi pagiging palamuti,na kung kailan mo lamang nanaisin,ay sak...
26/06/2025

π—Ÿπ—œπ—§π—˜π—₯𝗔π—₯𝗬 | KAMI: ANG BAHAGHARI 🌈

Ang pagiging kakampi
ay hindi pagiging palamuti,
na kung kailan mo lamang nanaisin,
ay saka mo lamang kami ipagmamalaki.

Hindi nasusukat sa haba ng isang buwan
ang mga buhay na ibinuwis at nasayang,
mga karapatang ipinaglaban,
mga boses na hindi pinakinggan,
mga damdaming itinago,
at mga paninidigan na para sa ikakalaya ng nakararami ay patuloy na ipinaglalaban.

Buksan mabuti ang mga mata,
upang makita ang katotohanan;
araw-araw pa ring may sumisigaw para sa katarungan,
taon-taon pa ring nakararanas ng karahasan,
at tila ba habang buhay na kailangan magkumahog para lamang inyong bigyan ng kalayaan.

Hindi makatarungang tulo ng P**A ang naibuwis,
para lamang mamasdan ang KAHEL at DILAW na kalangitan sa kinabukasan,
upang maialis ang inyong BERDENG pagtingin sa amin,
at mapalitan ng BUGHAW na damdamin ang panghuhusga;
bigyang daan ang INDIGONG pagkamulat,
tungo sa LILANG pagtanggap at pag-asa.

KAMI, ang walang-sawang magpapaalala: walang sayang sayo.
KAMI, ang patunay na hindi ka basta kulay lamang sa mundong ito.
KAMI, ang hindi mapapagod ipaglaban ang ating habang-panahong inaasam at minimithi.

KAMI: ANG BAHAGHARI.

Isinulat ni James Ruzzel Nicol
Inilapat ni Chloe Tornito

π‘―π’‚π’‘π’‘π’š π‘©π’Šπ’“π’•π’‰π’…π’‚π’š, π‘ͺ𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒏𝒆! πŸŽ‚πŸŽ‰Your powerful voice and passion for truth, veiled behind a literary piece, continue to inspir...
24/06/2025

π‘―π’‚π’‘π’‘π’š π‘©π’Šπ’“π’•π’‰π’…π’‚π’š, π‘ͺ𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒏𝒆! πŸŽ‚πŸŽ‰

Your powerful voice and passion for truth, veiled behind a literary piece, continue to inspire us. May this year bring you more strength, happiness, and success. Keep writing with purposeβ€”we’re proud to have you!

π—Ÿπ—œπ—§π—˜π—₯𝗔π—₯𝗬 | KAPAYAPAAN SA KALAYAAN 🌿🏡Ako'y mahimbing na natutulog sa aking silid-tuluganβ€ŽNang ako'y nangungunang ng alaal...
19/06/2025

π—Ÿπ—œπ—§π—˜π—₯𝗔π—₯𝗬 | KAPAYAPAAN SA KALAYAAN 🌿🏡

Ako'y mahimbing na natutulog sa aking silid-tulugan
β€ŽNang ako'y nangungunang ng alaala ng nakaraan.
β€ŽLahat ng sakit ay nanumbalik
β€ŽSa sarili, pamilya't pag-ibig.

β€ŽMga problemang ikaw lang ang may alam
β€ŽMga luhang bumabasa sa iyong unang
β€ŽPagsubok na mag-isa mong nilalabanan
Sapagkat wala kang malapitan.

β€ŽMga salita nila'y nakatanim
β€ŽSa puso, isipan at damdamin.
β€ŽMga tinig na nakadudurog
β€ŽMula sa pamilya kung saan ka nahubog.

β€ŽMga pangakong iyong pinanghahawakan
β€ŽParang bula na nawala nang 'di mo namalayan
β€ŽMula sa taong iyong naging pahingahan
β€ŽNapagod at lumisan nang biglaan.

β€ŽMga alaala’y dulot ng kahapon
β€ŽIto'y katulad ng mga alon
β€ŽBabalik at lalayo
β€ŽNgunit ang tubig 'di magbabago.

β€ŽMga sugat na malalim
β€ŽNa sa puso'y nakatanim
β€ŽNgayon ay unti-unting hinihilom
β€ŽHindi na muling babalik sa wasak na salamin.

β€ŽPara ang puso’y makakaya at makatagpo ng katahimikan
β€ŽAt lumipad nang hindi tinatanaw ang nakaraan.

β€ŽSa bawat hakbang patungo sa ibang daan
β€ŽBitbit ang lakas mula sa mga pinagdaanan
β€ŽHangaring matamo ang tunay na kapayapaan
β€ŽNa maghahari sa pusoβ€”puno ng kaginhawaan.

β€ŽKaya’t hayaang malaya ang puso at umindak
β€ŽSa tugtugin ng pag-asa’t bagong pagsabak
β€ŽDoon sa paghinga ng kalayaan
β€ŽMatatagpuan mo ang sarili mo at kapayapaan.

Isinulat ni Hannah Mae Daligdig
Copyread ni Karille Joi Doctor

π‘―π’‚π’‘π’‘π’š π’ƒπ’Šπ’“π’•π’‰π’…π’‚π’š, π‘¨π’Žπ’Šπ’†π’! πŸŽ‚πŸŽ‰Happy birthday to our one and only sports writer! May your enthusiastic spirit never fade, may ...
19/06/2025

π‘―π’‚π’‘π’‘π’š π’ƒπ’Šπ’“π’•π’‰π’…π’‚π’š, π‘¨π’Žπ’Šπ’†π’! πŸŽ‚πŸŽ‰

Happy birthday to our one and only sports writer! May your enthusiastic spirit never fade, may your shine never wane, and your blaze for writing never go away. We wish you all the best!

β€Žπ—–π—’π—Ÿπ—¨π— π—‘ | The Rising Cases of HIVA disaster that does not arrive with sirens.β€ŽIt comes quietly, and you cannot notice ho...
14/06/2025

β€Žπ—–π—’π—Ÿπ—¨π— π—‘ | The Rising Cases of HIV

A disaster that does not arrive with sirens.

β€ŽIt comes quietly, and you cannot notice how it spreads. It is like a secret, a whisper, and an abandoned room that no one dares step upon.
β€Ž
β€ŽThe rising cases of HIV.
β€Ž
β€ŽHIV in the Philippines is no longer a buried headline. It is here, real and rising. Over 50 new cases are recorded each day. More than half of them are still young, still figuring out life, love, and identity.
β€Ž
β€ŽAnd yet, we do not always talk about it.
β€Ž
β€ŽWe scroll past the statistics, make fun of what we do not understand, and change the topic when the conversation becomes uncomfortable. Indeed, we have mastered the art of silence. But the virus does not wait for permission to speak and spread.
β€Ž
β€ŽIt spreads but with silence.
β€Ž
β€ŽIn school, we learn formulas, learn how to write essays, but we are also beginning to understand ourselves: our bodies, our choices, and the lives we hope to live. Asking questions about love, s*x, and safety does not mean we are being disobedient or reckless; it means we care.

β€ŽSeeking truth is not rebellion but is rather a responsibility and a way of protecting ourselves and others.
β€Ž
β€ŽBecause when the questions stay unasked, the answers stay unfound.
β€Ž
β€ŽStill, hope is always awaiting.
β€Ž
β€ŽThere are still those people who choose to speak: teachers, counselors, advocates, and friends. They remind us that knowledge is not something to be ashamed of and that caring for your health does not mean something is wrong with youβ€”it means something you are caring for something right.
β€Ž
β€ŽBecause HIV is not just a virus. It reflects the gaps in our system, the fears we inherit, and the silence we keep. But it also reflects our power when we choose to know, to care, and to speak.
β€Ž
β€ŽThis is not just a health issue. It is a story about us.
β€Ž
β€ŽDo not stay powerless. We are the pulse of this country, therefore, we can raise the questions, break the silence, and shift the ending.
β€Ž
β€ŽAll it takes is one honest conversation and an open-minded nation.

Written by Ryza Coleene Gonzales

π‘―π’‚π’‘π’‘π’š π‘©π’Šπ’“π’•π’‰π’…π’‚π’š, π‘«π’Šπ’‚π’π’†! πŸŽ‰πŸŽ‚Today, we celebrate not just your special day, but also the incredible dedication and heart you...
09/06/2025

π‘―π’‚π’‘π’‘π’š π‘©π’Šπ’“π’•π’‰π’…π’‚π’š, π‘«π’Šπ’‚π’π’†! πŸŽ‰πŸŽ‚

Today, we celebrate not just your special day, but also the incredible dedication and heart you've shared with Sumilang Publications through the years. As our longest-staying member, we witnessed your efforts as our writer, photojournalist, managing editorβ€” and now our social media manager.

Thank you for being a steady force, a creative powerhouse, and a true Ate to us. We’re so lucky to have you! β™‘

Graphics by Cassandra Ciruelos

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