Written by Jacob Ibrag
On to the next one type of mentality. To
reminisce is to fight gravity. Clawing your way
up while falling forever with dizzy speed. ‘I want
to be a time traveler.’ Taunted by the next second,
just so ongoing. Frozen moments, observing reason
for growth. What made everything click for the mind to
keep moving forward? Impossibility. Stuck in progress.
Moving consistently, wanting to stand still. Birth and
death, instantly. No appreciation towards yesterday.
Fake Plastic Posing Roses. It’s all lost on the young
and the restless. Don’t blink, this moment is just so
golden. “Hold on, just wait. I want to be Present.”
Art by NanoMortis


Great poem!
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Thanks 🙂
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