through feathered pens inked with blood and a scarred soul of overflowing abysmal ideologies; there sits an obscured entity, scribbling metaphors and ironies in a crumpled paper of her chaos, seeking for something out of all nothings. and here she unfolds her infinitesimal philosophies piece by piece. when no one wants to hear such words of havoc, let the little one who's in need of her chaos be whispered by her written silence. graveyard of buried souls | 2020 [ prose & poetry archives ]

━━ Ano ba talaga mangyayari kung namatay ka mula sa sarili mong mga kamay? Ikaw ba'y mapapaangat patungo sa mapayapaang kalangitan o maitutulak pababa sa mga apoy ng mga makakasalanan? Ah, basta. Patay ka na. Ano ba nangayayari pagkatapos no'n? Heaven or Hell? Purgatory? Afterlife? Meh, tapusin mo muna Life Clearance mo. Siguraduhin mo ring wala kang minaling tao at 'di pa natutupad na kahilingan. Meron ba? Haha, malas ka! ...Same. Ito ang modernong tragikomedya tungkol sa kung paano nga ba mamatay dulot ng sarili mong kagustuhan at pagsisihan ito kahit na sa kamatayan. Hindi ito HORROR - medyo lang - kundi isang kwento tungkol sa pagkabuhay, depresyon, pagkamatay at... kalokohan? ・・・・・・ WARNING ! This book may precede potentially disturbing content of self-harm, depression, suicide and other sensitive themes. Please be careful. ILLUSTRATION CREDITS ! taiyo_no_yuki @instagram always open for commissions! STATUS ! on-hold.

Attempts at poetry gone wrong

Sa labis na kahapisang naranasan sa buhay. Mas nanaisin ko pang makatakas mula sa realidad, sa pamamagitan ng pagpapahayag ng aking saloobin gamit ang panulat. Sa gayo'y maibsan man lamang ang sakit na natamasa. Kahit saglit lamang, nais na makalaya. Ito'y kompilasyon ng mga tulang nakasulat sa anyong talata o sa Ingles ay tinatawag na "prose poetry". Nakasulat sa kompilasyong ito ang mga salitang nabubuo na lamang bigla dahil sa malikot kong isipan o 'di kaya'y sa kasalukuyan kong dinaramdam. Maligayang pagbabasa! (Contains 60 pieces) Date Started: February 14, 2024 Wed Date Ended: October 13, 2025 Mon Note: This literary work is written and originally owned by Aryse. No part of this piece may be copied, reproduced, reposted, distributed, or used in any form-whether in print, digital, or any platform without the author's permission. Plagiarism is a violation of intellectual property rights. Please respect the author's creativity and effort.

"Icarus took flight in order to be free. But only because his father Daedalus instructed him to make wings and take flight." "He wasn't flying of his own free will." - Shogo Kinugasa ... Brooklyn Von de Eet has been living in an existence already deemed by herself. Everything's usual, give or take. It was a dull humdrum life where nothing's really interesting nor tragic. And I suppose it still won't change when new characters step into her life. Or when relations are about to interlink. Or emotions demanded to be felt. It won't change because Brooklyn refuse to alter her usual. Even if needed to - even if it must to. Because it would be still - at the end of the world.

Ever experienced sadness out of nowhere? Where there's no reason to be sad but you can't help but feel the negative emotion slowly dominating within And where you should be happy but the emotion that you are feeling is the exact opposite of what you should feel You were once known to be as bright as the day But all of a sudden you just wanted to distance yourself from everyone And out of nowhere you'll find the darkness comforting

[ on-hold ] Sigrid Avauria was a recalcitrant towards the tyrannical sovereignty of Orcuriasʼ government, given the fact that her clan particularly belonged to the lowest class of hierarchy. She has a strong sense of justice and equality that made her defiant of the unjust system of Orcurias and its rulers, the blue bloods. • • • Reinsmere, the district of where three of the weakest clans ━ including Avauria, were situated, had almost vanished into ashes in a flicker of an eye. The leaders of the clans knew what made the wildfire inaugurate, and so they decided to wage a war against the blue bloods. Sigrid, tasked together with four other heirs from the clans of their district, have coalesced and formed the group named Kalyptein to enter Orcuriasʼ central district ━ Cardinalis. As they try to defy the odds, they discovered more than an adequate amount of the realmʼs darkest secrets that might bring them cold to the floor. Well, it seems like their journey to justice might take longer as many hidden truths and buried histories, including her colossal peculiarity, starts to unfold. [ an english fantasy novel ]

A collection of poems by yours truly, both in English and Filipino.

"We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars." Aprielle Castellano was determined to commit suicide by jumping off the bridge, letting herself drown, and die with her lungs filled with water-well, not until this blue-haired guy appeared out of nowhere, accompanied by a vintage Volkswagen van and a mouth blurting out philosophical words. • • • Five different strangers ventured into an escapade with no exact destination, driven by the desperation of finding themselves again. Each one of them had their issues with life and its significance, but one thingʼs for sure: they all want to be healed, to forget their scars, and to be free from wounds. The eagerness of seeking for their own lost souls, which they believe are found in the stars, is it really worth the risk? Or will they just waste their time looking for it but in the end, they can never escape their cruel realities? Can five insignificant existence find the right road? Their own philosophy about stars created a connection within them-a strange affinity. But what really are the stars? What is its metaphorical symbolism? Despite the uncertainties of their purpose and path, will you take the risk, leave those scars . . . and take the road to the stars?