Performance Task: Structured Poetry 12 HUMSS 1

Date Submitted:
TOPIC: EXISTENTIALISM November 20, 2019
RATING:
Name: Shane Kyla L. Abella

Haiku

“Breathe”

Foggy and dreamlike,

There came the time of the year,
Wherein I wobble in haste

The apparitions
Were eerily similar
To that of decay

The sun shines alone

Obscured markings of the dark,
I saw brisk between.

Leaf felt flat on ground,

Seeking hues of red and browns,
People come and go.
 Performance Task: Free Verse Poem 12 HUMSS 1
TITLE: Date Submitted:
Once November 20, 2019
RATING:
Name: Shane Kyla L. Abella

Prose

For once – belonged in the untamed winds; at the farthest end of Andromeda, she was
accompanied by bliss, upon discovery.
Glimmering, through the sea of constellations, was overwhelmed by the entirety. Writing
and writhing with abundance, is it equated by grace?
He was there, so I am not alone. A vague somersault of my heart, the adrenaline felt like
home. Beyond splendid - now tamed with chains of his vanity.

I am my own, but not in this depth.

Ending up with sunken memories, bound in an enigmatic spell; I took the poison filled with
dismay. He gauged the horns, becoming his prey.
This once - I took the plight, in incandescence. The somber moonlight was kindled with
freedom, as the sun was alone, and wandered free.
I do not want to belong in hundreds of stars: once again.
For there are things far beyond my control;
I sat there, unscathed, once more.
 Performance Task: 200-Word Story 12 HUMSS 1
TITLE: Date Submitted:
Bliss November 20, 2019
RATING:
Name: Shane Kyla L. Abella

Mayari possessed the Ink of Life, catapulted people with humongous stories varied in fonts,
per chapter. She fleet towards silent hills and rivers as she bear the fruits of abundance.
Paving her way through The Void, he saw Dandansoy, features gracefully sculptured with a
resemblance of a Greek God.

He ate an apple that fell from the tree, as Mayari felt his chest constricting, choked by what
he was eating, saving him from his misery; it happened that they fell in love. Interaction
with any human form is strictly prohibited, as she may be deprived of her powers. Seeing
the apparition of Bathala, she came back.

“I knew this was going to happen,” Bathala muttered. “You want to live in the human
world, Mayari?”

Nodding slowly, a pang of pain crippled on her chest as the Ink of Life fled with her.

“Write your own story, without him. He is set to kill you with this sword. Good luck, my
little one. ” With one flick, she arrived at Earth, decisive.

With the exact time and location, she found Dandansoy’s son. He kissed Mayari the same
way, and she knew, exactly, the apple really doesn’t fall far from the tree.