Lamentation Stories

This story is not just about a lonely robot named Aryan; it is about the eternal void within every human being. In this 5,000-year epic, we have seen how a mechanical heart can love more intensely than any flesh and blood. Aryan has taught us that-"Love is not data or code; it is the divine courage to dissolve one's own existence into another." When technology sought to turn humans into gods, Aryan wanted to become human. He proved that the mystery of the entire universe is hidden not in the light of the stars, but in a single tear from a loved one's eye. Amidst the history of blood, tears, and sacrifice written on every page of this book, there lies one ultimate truth: "Man becomes great not through his progress, but through his sacrifice. Emptiness is the sole architect of fulfillment." Today, when you look at the sky, know this-the burning stars are not merely gas or dust; they are the immortal love of Aryan, Dika, and Aryo, guarding the earth. This story ends yet never finishes, for it is now woven into your every heartbeat.

just a bit of tongue in cheek i wrote for a co-worker on his last day

It is a poem

Philosophical poems I've written over the years-warning, these things get really deep and some DARK. By Dark i mean-the subject of Death in relation to Life is discussed. Topics include: Time, Life, Death, Choices, Options, Happiness,Changing, Growing older, Memories

Leave it or take it. Stay or go away? Umalis ka na habang maaga pa.

The tentative title is called: Kotone's Story I was originally supposed to work on this script with a member here on dA but unfortunately the collaboration never occurred but I thought it would be a good read for everyone. Just to show you that I have more than one story going on.

Dance. Dance until every last muscle aches and burns, as your entire world collapses with no warning. Until all the people you've known, even the worst of them, vanish, one by one, as you are their only and last witness. Dance, dance until you've let go of that one last strand of air. You've been holding onto it for so, so long.

A prisoner letter to his wife telling her about his thoughts in prison. An epistolary novel written by Adeyemi Boboye

A Song about General Leonard's desperation to win in the War that conquered Waellosh. He lost and died at AshBlack Meadow but his Lamentation lives on upon the Pages of the Aighorian Manuscripts.

Are you sure you wanna leave?

"The songs of the dead are the lamentations of living." -Christopher Paolini

BMS "Raining Sorrow" -Beautiful, Smart, Simple, Lovable and Delicate. But she was underrated. Destiny wasn't nice to her all the time. But she deserves someone to loved.

Victim's lamentation By james a. galgano Each terrors prospect hangs like low hanging fruit from diseased tree Where life is wrought plucking each hope from hopeful eyes unable to see What lingers down every alleyway while walking to destination unknown? While one forever seeks redemption like getting blood from gallstone Embedded within us all unable to escape every falling domino beyond reach. Yet with its impending doom offered like sermon from mount we beseech Such foolish memory's never-ending wish caught between inescapable ravine Struggling for dear some sweet survival sought though rarely ever seen. While dining aimlessly in café or enjoying concert without ever a care Life befalls upon us like meteor descending upon us from thoughtless thin air.