Written by Jacob Ibrag
I told you that I knew
what I wanted. What if that
was a lie? What if I told you that
I could picture my existence without
your ocean pale eyes? Would you
still stand by me while I tried
to figure out my life?
Written by Jacob Ibrag
I told you that I knew
what I wanted. What if that
was a lie? What if I told you that
I could picture my existence without
your ocean pale eyes? Would you
still stand by me while I tried
to figure out my life?
right to the heart! absolutely love it!
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Thank you π
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Very nice. In line with a poem of mine – confession.
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Thanks:D
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Nice ponderance
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Thanks Rob π
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Lovely work!
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Thanks Dina π
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My God I love this! So deliciously short and poignant. And every single time, you pair your work with such amazing visual art too. So consistent!
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Thank you very much π
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Yes, nice ponderance.
What happened? I read this blog an hour ago and now it appears again, with the original amount of likes and comments. How does this work? Is it possible to reblog your own work without “rebloggging”?
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I edit the piece and update it haha
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Great! Thanks for sharing! π
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Honesty to the core, ty for sharing π
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Thank you for reading π
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Love the perspective in wich it was writtenπ¨ππ
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Thank you π
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Beautiful and whoever it is definitely should π
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Thank you π
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i don’t know, would you?
a bug and a stage, tis
swimming in fear of love…
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I am honestly not sure, it’s truly the power of the situation.
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The above comment, has been altered, now that does say much for wordpress!
i can’t remember right the moment, do to unexplainable situations, nonetheless when my long time memories reach my frontal lobe, it will be there out front an honest!
(i don’t know, would you?)
Trapped on a stage,
tis swimming in fear of love….)
Reference to an old family friend!
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To wait for the true love an do believe that if it belongs to you, it will come back is the essence of love.
So I guess he/she will wait if it means so much.
Greta post and a lovely pic too.
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Thanks Vishal π
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You are welcome dear. ππ
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Reblogged this on PoArtry.
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Beautiful poetry, I am in that path of figuring out my life but those close to me seem not to understand me, they simply can’t understand what is there to be discovered when you can just follow the norm. But I believe each one of us has a purpose in this life and we only get to realize full happiness and fulfillment in life when we get to know ourselves better and discover our passions. Your poetry is indeed inspirational
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Thank you very much for those kind words π
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