Poetry

Vacant

Written by Jacob Ibrag

Three twenty one in the

morning. At the thought of you,

I became sleepless. Endlessly staring

at the vacant ceiling. Remembering

after all of these years. Stumbling

upon memories I’ve been

meaning to forget.


Artist Unknown

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22 comments on “Vacant

  1. Amazing, Jacob ❤️

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  2. I do like this one quite a lot. And the time: 3:21. And even the “shape”. And this happened to me last night.
    So poignant – thanks!

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  3. Sleep well ,else you may land in problem

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  4. thefeatheredsleep

    This is hypnotic♡

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  5. artist is Laura Zalenga

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  6. Beautiful… Please checkout my blog.

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  7. Love it! “Stumbling upon memories I’ve been meaning to forget.”

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  8. I’ve been like this and I think I am still experiencing this kind of wake.

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  9. Reblogged this on The Deific Heart and commented:
    #StarringSouls

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  10. Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
    AND WHEN HE TURNS AROUND…NO ONE THERE !

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