Written by Jacob Ibrag

She’s with my lawyer in the other

room negotiating other ways to fillet

what’s left of me. It’s pointless though,

she could have it all. Need her to take

everything till I’m empty and free from

those lips and memories. It wasn’t all

bad though, at least not in the beginning.

We defined perfection and true love,

till we grew apart. Coexisting without

actually living. We used to stare at each

other for hours and not say a thing, I

would know exactly what she was

thinking. We’re strangers now,

desperately longing to dissipate

from this shared tiny space.

Artist Unknown

8 comments on “Coexisting

  1. Sometimes I wonder why is love so powerful even when there is so much of detestation and cavity between people..

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  2. Marvellous poem… please go through my poem and do follow my blog if you like it.

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  3. Beautifully written! Love is not called the most powerful for nothing! This poem is full of love and feeling! Thank you for sharing! 🙂

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  4. Funny, how these can progress from hugs and kisses and insults and courts….

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  5. Denise Mills

    Hi, I love this poem (and many others). Can I feature this on http://www.imperfectlife.com.au? Would need a bio and headshot if you’re interested. My email is admin@imperfectlife.com.au


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