Poetry

Deja Vu

Written by Jacob Ibrag

The air stops flowing,

and here comes another dose of

reality in the form of heavy gravity

pounding you to the concrete floor.

Energy constantly seeping out of your

body’s pores. Try to rise from the grave

as countless dig you in deeper. You’ve

been here before, with a different face

and a different name. Deja Vu.


Photography by Fran Carneros

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19 comments on “Deja Vu

  1. unknownpoetblog

    Wow! This is amazing 👌 I wrote poems similar to this, check it out (:

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  2. grimshaw

    I especially like the line, “You’ve been here before, with a different face,” but the whole poem is well done. Thank you for sharing your blog and thank you for reading mine.

    Liked by 3 people

  3. grimshaw

    My blog is flashlight batteries – poetry and photography.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. That art was really something not sure why but it was captivating and disturbing at the same time.

    Liked by 2 people

  5. “reality in the form of heavy gravity

    pounding you to the concrete floor”

    I can relate to this, and especially these words. Well chosen and powerful.

    Liked by 3 people

  6. “You’ve been here before, with a different face and a different name.” So good. I always look forward to your posts. Thanks for sharing!

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  7. wow! really cool blog 🙂

    Liked by 2 people

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  9. Love the imagery

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