Underneath the Surface

I have a friend named Kenneth 🙂 and he requested for a poem about a strong woman in exchange for a song…its a day late from his request, but I’m a writer of my word thus this poem shall begin ….

Underneath the SURFACE

The sun rises upon us and I rise to her kiss.

She does not know there is something at miss

That something is the fact I know underneath her lips

The fact she will not tell me her heart rips.

Ripping apart due to daily life’s risks.

The sun goes up higher upon as we walk different paths.

Beneath her legs tasked for the day’s math

A pair of feet sore and still walking

Worn on shoes whose age made them talking.

Another fact she does not know that I know.

The sun sheds light on us to see the surface of earth

She sees hardships before she can enjoy mirth

I see her bravery and resilience in her tasks

She molds out works from skill yet she masks

Her true vulnerabilities because of those whom she loves

The sun sets and we meet at last


I embrace her to melt her armor fast

Life’s troubles are not worth her true loveliness

The world’s rules will not outshine her heart finest

I tell her this with my kiss

Underneath the surface of her kisses, shoes, and armor

A woman I’ll love for her fight to love me with all honor.


The Holder of Talent (Working Title)

hey guys! i’m working on this dystopian story and im hoping it’ll be good to publish.

here’s my synopsis so far:

Prishe Vladimir is a shy girl with few friends who unconsiously tells her tale of fantasy and romance to readers in poem form. After graduating middle school, Prishe is forced by her famous director mother to attend California Creative Arts School. Prishe meets new friends who are naturally inclined to their talents. She feels like she is more left out because she has “no talent”. Prishe also feels lost because fact her mother pressures her to find a talent. She feels like it puts her at a greater distance from her mother since her father’s death.

This all changes when Prishe has a dream that she is the Holder of Talents. The Holder of Talents is made to help guide angels and man use their skills in shaping society. She is to be the guardian of Salvador, a young man destined to save the world. Prishe wakes up and believes this is just a dream until she meets Salvador. The two find themselves balancing life between earth and the world of spirits. Their secret lives are put in danger by one of her schoolmates named Henry. Henry discovered Prishe and Salvador transferring to the strange mystical land. He encounters a dwarf who tricks him into believing Henry will have permanent magical powers that will rule the earth. The dwarf is a devotee to the enemy that will try to destroy earth and wants to use Henry to attack Salvador. It is Prishe’s fate to protect Salvador and have the whole world suffer destruction.

Comments? Suggestions? Want to write with me? Comment below 😉 i share my writing space 😀

Til Death Do Us Part–An Essay of Sorts

Whether you are in a relationship or not, it is guaranteed you will live to commit and obtain the words spoken called “the wedding vows.”

I take you to have and to hold from this day forward…

We all have to accept someone. We have to hold unto him. He can be a friend who just needs a listening ear. He can be the brother whose mistakes and successes you will also seem to face. Yes, in life, the only true people you can belong to are the people you accept.

For better, for worse

We sometimes forget that acceptance is only true if it is done completely. We are all humans. We are all flawed but we all deserve to be loved. We all deserve TO LOVE. For example, parents can be unbearable but a child knows his parents want the best for him. He can go past his own imperfections. He also choose to love his parents despite their imperfections.

For richer, for poorer

We often set the wrong priorities in the triangles of love. Yes, we have to be practical. But what is the price of practicality compared to happiness? Does a secure life worth the risk of losing the opportunity of joy? In a family, expenses gets in the way of “just being together” the perfect moment. In a friendship, money sometimes promotes pride and jealousy. In a church, it can be the wrong sense of focus to do something good for others.

In sickness and in health

In all odds and unexpected circumstances, can we continue to love? The “What Ifs” are inevitable. What if my child will get in an accident? What if my sister experiences trauma? But the value of enjoying the blessings we do have is more beautiful than the anxieties we constantly face. If adversity does eventually come, we can face them braver, knowing “I was the best parent when things we’re sailing smooth—so bring on the storm.” “I was the best sibling in good times and now I can be one in the not-so-good times.”

To love and to cherish, till death us do part.

We also forget it isn’t always “What about me? Love me!” The problem can be we don’t take time and effort to express our love. It takes only three seconds to remind your cousin (no matter how annoying) “I love you.” Another three to say “Take care.” This may be dramatic but it would be the sweetest words one can say before those unexpected fears happen or life dictates necessary separation.’Til death,do us part, have we loved and can we still love? For it is love that gives us life and purpose 😉

…I love you 😉


Comments? Suggestions? Please don’t hesitate to make at least one below.

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If you already voted, please do ASK A FRIEND TO VOTE. You’ll find it “day completing” haha. Kidding aside…I do love you!

Bloggys 2015: Celebrating Why We Should Support Filipino Writers

Throughout time, history and culture has been shaped by writers. Their descriptions of their lives and social changes are passed out generation to generation.

Jose Rizal, the Filipino national hero, is a writer. He wrote to tell the world about the poverty and mistreatment that occurred during the Spanish regime. His legacy of writing to create change in the country has been passed on to today’s youth. One great example is the Bloggys 2015.

What is Bloggys 2015?

Bloggys 2015 is a blog awarding event that has gathered the best internet writers of the country. Last month, writers have been nominated by fans and friends to be qualified for the competition. They have been nominated in categories like Travel, Business, Religion, Fiction and Literature, etc. This October, these talented Bloggers are grabbing attention of internet users for votes. Anyone can vote for their bet on the best blog. They will be judged by category and popularity.

please comment and share :)

http://bloggys.ph/section-2/please comment and share 🙂

Besides internet users, there is a panel of judges who will decide who is the Bloggys 2015 Philippine Champion and Overall People’s Champion. These judges are prominent writers in the society like Donald Lim, Chief Digital Head of ABS-CBN and Maria Ressa, Founder and CEO of Rappler.

On November 21, 2015 the announcement of winners will happen on Bloggys’ awards  event called Gala Night. Bloggers from all over the country will come to the event and celebrate the Filipino writing. It will be an event to empower them and promote the culture.

Why and How Bloggys Supports Filipino Writers

Bloggys highlights the talents and views of Filipinos. Filipino bloggers write about the beautiful places in the country. They share the struggles and successes of Filipinos. They give relevant information and news about the country. They can reach out to global standards with their pieces on business and entertainment. With the Bloggys competition, their works are now more recognized. Writing contests like this sharpens the skills and challenges Filipinos to compete with other writers of the world. ❤


The Kiss not meant to be

Hi guys please vote for my blog on Bloggys.ph!  Just look for joanchristisevilla.wordpress.com on this site: 


Then click the box next to it and scroll down to the bottom page. Fill out your name, email, and mobile phone number. Then click: Vote via Facebook. 

Here’s a sample of my work:

The Kiss not meant to be


Out in the mucky midst, strange smells, and piercing peers

Small compared to the big trees of the Forbidden Forest.

So this is what I get for trying to sneak into Gryffindor’s dorm!

I thought. Oh the pains of unrequited love I must confess!

I should have never wanted to get Ron’s sweater.


I think these thoughts as we march in and towards the unknown.

Hagrid with his silent disappointment still in sight.

Then suddenly the tall gray cloaked figure glides in front of me.

When I see it the pitch of my terror bursts out of me with all its might.

Ready to capture my soul it is, a dementor.

I step back, searching for help, as it seeks my souls.

Looking back at the creature, I instead see

The moments I put down others because of my own insecurity,

The times I embarrassed myself because of great struggles in me,

The words that have slashed at my soul and dignity throughout the years.

The longer I dwell in these dark phases of my life

The worse it gets in stabbing my heart,

The faster it takes to draw out the spirit in me.

I get to my senses, my fingers try to get my wand for a start.

I think of nothing but Patronus.

Webbed feet stomp before me

Standing for each day I’ve tried to stand on my own.

Feathered wings spread to protect my scared wits

Formed by the dreams I’ve fought and still fighting to be shone.

Long its neck, regal its stature—a swan, my Patronus.

Before the dementor could even touch me

To give me the first kiss I’ve always imagined Ron to give

This swan came to save me,

She the epitome of all things beautiful in me that lives.

She being the friend to take the kiss for me, a kiss not meant to be.

Literature Challenge!

What were the figures of speech used in this poem? Can you think of your own? Please do comment below 😀

Bloggys :)

I’m taking the challenge of being part of the blog challenge for Filipino writers by http://bloggys.ph/

I’m so thankful that there are contests like this because it really supports and challenges Filipino writers. I mean like hey, how else can we be motivated to get our voice out there?

These kinds of contests shows Filipinos are versatile and are experts in several areas good for business also for world change. I hope I will be qualified for the Voting Phase. I’m running up for the best Fiction and Literature blog.

Here’s an example Flash Fiction piece I promised to write for a “fan” hehe:

Your world and hers are alike. Going out of the house. Both of you working with all your capabilities to earn for your loved ones and a bit of happiness too. Yet one day she stepped out of the house. The trees were calling her name. You may have heard the trees do the same for you. But you’ve probably misheard it. She is different. She heard them out and decided to go out and plant some more. For like a tree she lives for growth. For like a tree she grows for the welfare of all.

—A lady for Planet Earth

Do you want me to write a flash fiction piece about you? Comment on this website and share my blog 🙂 I will do so EVER so happily and FREE 😀

My First Collection of Flash Fiction Pieces

Hi guys! October 5, #Bloggys2015 will announce those blogs qualified for Voting. I hope mine will make it. For now, please continue to comment and share 😀 Thanks ❤


We met a month (or so?) ago. He had great humor! But he never heard me laugh. He says sweet things to me. His words inspire me to continue to teach and write even in my saddest times. But he has never saw me smile. He has never wiped my tears. Yes this is us. We write to each other everyday. I, in exchange, advise him on his love life. I read about his tales about a life across lands. Yes this is us. We are sharing life’s moments together and yet far apart.

–Friendship Online

I know that his ideal day is eating meals with okra for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. He has his teaching and book promotion gigs all around the Philippines but his favorite will always be his province. He reads the same book as me because he shared about the challenge of doing so on FB. I know he used to live in a small apartment near La Salle but is living the life in a condo in Ayala. He used to wait for a FX as I’d pass by him on a jeepney.

(Yes obsessed!)

His destination? I’d hope to be the same as mine.

I know his career is his passion. I know because it is painted in each picture and status he posts. As I hope to buy his works or go to his next event, I hope to be a little closer. I hope he can dust off the secret to being a success and inspiration on my shoulders. For I’d shower under it like pixie dust 😀

–Professor Crush

There was once a girl who I was deeply jealous of. She was tall She had fair skin. She had a loving family. Each day she’d go to the same school as me and enter each class with a string of admirers. Oh how I’m jealous of her! I’ve befriended her to try to get my wrongful nerves out. Instead, I found it more irritating that she is very very sweet. She is the friend you can come to for comfort and will mention your name in her prayers at night. I’ve said some hurtful things to her because of my jealousy. There I found out the best thing about this girl–now a young woman and teacher–is that she isn’t just sweet but kind. She forgave the moment I asked. Maybe she would have anyways if I haven’t. I will never forget meeting this person….

–She Gave Me a Heart-Shaped Letter

Do you want me to write a flash fiction piece about you? Comment and share about these pieces, then I’ll work on it for free 😉

Every time I travel, I see this…

I ask you of spare change to please my hungry owner

My owner a mother who has traveled from fruitful lands to beg in this cold city.


My owner a relative of an ill person waiting for him to get bills paid or medicines to take.

My owner being a child who also wants to keep his shelter.

I ask of you for spare change because poverty is a never ending problem like how the world never stops to turn on invisible wheels.

I ask of you: Spare Change for Change…


Nurse, Para Sa’yo Ito

*Another trial of my Tagalog writing skills, bear with me*

Puede ba kitang interviewhin? Matapang ka at nais ko rin maging matapang katulad mo.

Sa pag araw-araw mo maghanap sa mga tao na



mga walang disiplina

mga makulit



Sa mga tao may puso at problema pero hindi nagisip na ,ay may puso at problema ka rin

Maari sa career o pamilya

Pero aalagaan mo pa rin sila na hindi mo kaano-ano. Aasikasuhin ang lahat na bagay na hinihingi.

Harapin mo siya o sila na calmado. Minsan mataray. Madalas matapang.

Gagawin mo trabaho mo…siguro passion mo talaga ito, ano kaya nagmomotivate sa’yo?

Ano yun nagiindak sa’yong puso upang gawin ito?

Alive everyday siguro ang buhay mo.

Hinahanga kita nurse, ang kagandahan mo sa loob at yun kasimplihan mo na pinapakita mo

Ang kagandahan mo ay nasa puso at passion mo upang gawin ang dapat ….upang gawin kung ano man nagpamahal sayo sa iyong serbisyo ❤