Monotony mga kuwento

[Finished] A small collection of poems, in which each one of them sums up an specific year in the life of a young woman.

A truly normal day.

A collection of short stories that deal with loss, and acceptance of loss, in some form or another. This is not a complete collection, and I will try to update as frequently as I am able to. Some stories may contain strong language, or themes. Nothing over abundant, but I figured I should give a disclaimer just in case. Enjoy the reads and do not forget to vote and comment on your favorites, and any feedback is also greatly appreciated!

The werewolf is shedding, again

A barista who lives a monotonous life behind the counter in the cafe he works at. Shows the dangers of iteration in routine and the need for variety and change in life.

This poem titled "The Changing Seasons " is an original creation by 'Ibtesam Firdausi'. Any coincidental resemblance to actual occurrences is purely unintended, for this poem embodies my personal perception.

A poem i wrote a while back about how easy it is to seek comfort in the repetition of everyday life. Hope you enjoy it. Feedback's always appreciated. Thank you! :)

Bored with the monotony of everyday life, Kyosuke's life changes unexpectedly when a long lost friend returns, asking them for a favor that results in them working for a large, international organization.

"What's up with her?" A woman whispers to another behind her back while looking at her, "I don't know. Why is she still sewing? She's so weird." 481. They left the sewing room, and headed up the stairs. A flickering yellow table light shone just enough for her to see the fabric. 482. She kept sewing into the night, pushing the fabric back and forth.

A poem about life's daily experiences.

dumping zone for journal entries and prose I write when I'm sleep deprived and or high :)

A poetry I wrote to myself while stuck in monotony of the quarantine and lockdown of covid. Hitting more people mentally than physically it could,covid has been a tough enemy to life,those who are infected as well as those who are safe both are suffering from a phase of monotony where they're just packed in a cage of those walls. Such was my experience of monotony which concluded into this poetry I wrote to express to myself to unload myself of the unknown darkness that I could not express to anyone else but me. It's almost after an year I'm publishing my work which while writing had brought tears to my eyes...and after writing this I felt better, dried my eyes back and once again got refreshed to face the challenges to come. Hope you like it ☺️

˗ˏˋ MELODIC ENIGMA 'ˎ˗ ╰┈➤ In the midst of grey skies and rain, an unfulfilled longing fills the air. A gentle melody calls from the fog, beckoning the heart to follow its hidden path. ¸¸♫·¯·♪¸¸♩·¯·♬¸¸

A very short story I wrote for my English A-Level. I am currently working on multiple projects, including the drafting of a longer version of this story. Please bear with me ☺️ if you have any ideas on how I can improve this story please let me know!

TBD

One late evening in the hospital an old lady is preparing to go to sleep yet again, the same way she's been doing for a long time now. But then she's interrupted by what seems to be yet another self absorbed doctor, until his words suddenly take on a darker tone...

This is me venting and if you can relate then just know you're not alone. Also any feed back or comments are welcomed.

Let's all take a moment to look around us. Breathe. Widen those senses. And absorb every little feeling out there. Incomprehensible. That's the veracity of the things existing around us and including our own. We'll try to fathom everything. There's an unending joy to it. Skim near the shores or go deep into the unknown. Hope these poems provide you all variable perspectives.