Poetry

Finite

Written by Jacob Ibrag

When your last day sneaks behind

your back, will you greet it as an old

friend or an enemy? Will you drown in

a river of what if’s or reminisce on what

used to be? We are forever finite, forever

fooling ourselves otherwise. We share this

air if only for a moment, and sometimes

a moment is more than enough.


Photographer Unknown

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18 comments on “Finite

  1. Soul is eternal ,body is mortal

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  2. Hi Jacob, I really loved this one. Especially the imagery in the “last day sneaks behind your back” and “will you drown in a river of what ifs”. I thought it was beautifully written. Also, I got around to posting that assignment I was talking about with the quote and poem if you want to check it out and maybe try it sometime!

    https://serenasinclair.wordpress.com/2016/05/02/the-sound-of-thought/#more-1230

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  3. Wonderful poetry.

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  4. Hello Jaco, I thought the poem was beautiful. I agree with serenasinclair, great imagery (-:

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  5. How true! Love this 🙂

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  6. Beautiful! Such alliteration and juxtaposition in “forever finite.” This poem remind me of Bryant’s “Thanatopsis.”

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  7. It looks like she is being consumed by fire! Powerful art! 🙂

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  8. Beautiful and precise.

    Like

  9. I really loved this.

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  10. Simple, reflective and profoundly pleasant. 🙂

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