Monotony Histórias

In "The Nine to Five Dilemma," the monotony and disillusionment of working a daily office job are explored through vivid imagery and poignant observations. The poem reflects on the pressures of modern society and the sacrifices one must make in order to survive in a world of responsibility and ambition. Despite the societal expectations and rat race mentality, the speaker longs for something more exceptional and fulfilling, questioning the true value of conforming to the nine-to-five routine. This thought-provoking poem will resonate with anyone who has felt trapped by the daily grind and longed for a more creative and imaginative life.

A poem I wrote inspired by Sylvia Plath saying that anyone can write about nature and I really like it

I usually write Sci-fi and related genres.... Never tried writing Romance, but I have had requests to do so from friends and e-readers alike, so here goes nothing :P This is my first attempt at writing a romantic Semi novel (if i can call it that).... thanks for checking it out and please dont expect too much coz I totally suck! Its a simple story set in a current day western city. Its about how two totally opposite people grow fond of each other and go through ups and downs in life as it all gradually spirals out of control. Yeah, Life's a bitch :P As much as love, it is about sacrifice , understanding, and most of all acceptance of our own flaws and appreciating what we have, because nothing lasts forever. And yeah there is quite a twist... upto you to find out ;) Cheers and Happy Reading (hope you can make it through the cheesy bits alive :D )

All about dealing with what life throws at you I guess...

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!

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.

This is a collection of essays I wrote based on a tumblr post I once saw. Each colour was posed to my tumblr followers and Facebook friends as a writing challenge which included a "taboo list". The challenge was to describe each colour in its turn without using any of the seven words from the taboo list. This is the result of each of my prompts. Except for "Blue" (examples are in the introduction), each essay will end with my favorite two responses to the tumblr/Facebook challenge. Each chapter is dedicated to the first four people to respond appropriately to the prompt.

Now, lets get real. No, no, by real, I did not mean 'reality'. Reality sucks, I know. By real, I mean, you can now take a sneak peak into my life. I will upload random events from my life time to time. Its time for blogging!

Not your average Romance Novel , but something real, something relatable, something depressing. The story follows Nico Wilson as he struggles with his personal problems and gradually finds happiness.

Olive is narrating her story about an encounter with a guy she got introduced online & her love life with the guy. Its sort of a short episodic story seeking attention over common conflicts a girl faces into her first relationship with the pace of time.

You might not like this. A collection, in no certain order. I write poetry to unravel the mystery of my own mind, maybe yours as well. I listen to rap while eating cashews. I wear owl earrings while dappling in misadventure, and that has everything to do with what's posted here. These are written through a "valencia" filter. Thanks for reading!

I need to stand up for myself and for my brother. And after today I swear to myself I'll never let anyone put me down like they did. I don't know what feeling powerful feels like but soon I'll get a taste of it and trust me as soon as I do the whole world will know of it. But I never knew that life would be such a bitch with me. But trust me it's just a matter of time... "Lucas?" after adjusting to the light my eyes widen after seeing the man I never thought I'll ever see again "Beautiful?" His tone was unsure but his face had no emotions at all. He kept staring at me in a creepy way "Well I'm really glad I finally get to talk face to face with my wife," he smirked at me, I was confused. He titled his head to one side and gave me a look that made goosebumps erupt down my spine and then realization hit me like a freaking bus and I was stuttering "I can explain I swear I n...eve...r tho..ught I...ll" he came closer to me "with the news going up and down that I have a wife and a kid I'm really disappointed because I never got to taste you" he leaned in my ear and talked in a husky tone. Read this book to find out how to never lose hope and do good💜

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

"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.

My challenge to you is to read my poems and find your own meanings Votes and comments are very much appreciated:)

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!