Written by Jacob Ibrag
Mangled darkness, she thought as the stars fought to
moon the city through adamant light pollution. Vows expressed,
she lingered for him to say something. The promise for a unified soul
was all she ever wanted. And when he walked away, she swore to
never forgive. Till the last breath, ‘I swear to never forget.’
Quite bitter.
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Who hurt you?
Great job in capturing the human condition. So many of us feel animosity toward the ones who hurt us or don’t return our love. Perhaps the pollution is sweet nothings and empty vows. Perhaps it is our inability to forgive and forget.
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No one has haha, it’s a fictional piece π
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Tapping into the imagination to Chanel and authentic emotional dialogue.
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I connect with the Photograph. Wish I had a place I could go to the roof and think without falling off. Could help tame all this madness that is about to be unleashed. Where’s my pen?
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The mention of pollution in this piece reminds me of the way our minds so easily become polluted with hatred and anger, and a lack of forgiveness. I love the ending, swearing to never forget rather than the earlier promise to never forgive. Bitter, but lovely in its own
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Thanks Lauren π
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That observation about pollution is a strong one. Those emotion can cloud our vision.
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Inspiring Jacob π
The best policy is to let go πΊ
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Thanks Anita π
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You’re welcome Jacob ! Have a wonderful Sunday π
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I always enjoy your writing . This one too .
https://silhouetteofthoughtsblog.wordpress.com/2017/05/02/the-incest-of-gulmohar/
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Thanks π
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Beautiful
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Thanks π
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