Poetry

No More

Written by Jacob Ibrag

Please don’t tell me you thought

this would be easy. Of course it isn’t, even

though the concept seems elementary, it is the

farthest thing from easy. How can it be when you’ve

got moving pictures of maybe’s stitched within every

vein of your anatomy? I’m not saying you won’t get

it eventually. It’ll be like learning how to swim on

a freezing Arctic afternoon. You’ll either float

with your face down to the oceans floor

or fight with the voice in your head

that’ll whisper ‘no more.’


Photography by Laura Zalenga

20 comments on “No More

  1. braveandrecklessblog's avatar

    Love the quiet power of this Jacob

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  2. akunda_evans's avatar
    Roy Evans

    Beautiful!

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  3. MiCo's avatar

    Wow, very moving. Says a tremendous amount in just a few words, beautiful. Michelle

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  4. becomingveritate's avatar

    It won’t be easy! It should be in theory
    when knowing exactly what we must do,
    but always we choke back, isn’t it grand?
    Let maybes make illusions with potential

    ‘got moving pictures of maybe’s stitched within every

    vein of your anatomy?’ WOW

    Always a pleasure to feel your writing
    Thanks for sharing,
    -IV

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  5. emotionsoflife2016's avatar
    emotionsoflife2016

    Marvelous

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  6. likhnewaliwomaniya's avatar
    its her story

    ❤️

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  7. thereluctantpoet's avatar

    Loved the inner conflict you showed and developed ending in “fight with the voice in your head!. Excellent.

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  8. Mae's Piece of Mind's avatar

    Those who says “it’s easy” must have never been in a situation where even just to keep breathing is an agony.

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  9. deepanilamani's avatar

    Powerful words Thanks 🙂

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