Written by Jacob Ibrag
Take. Broken picture frame of last years holiday.
Accompanied by the passing seconds looking to hitch a ride.
Carving thoughts into the skin, finishing their masterpiece when
you’re finished carrying them. A walk towards anywhere that’ll grow
answers. ‘If only such a place existed.’ If only such a place existed.
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These places exist within us yearning to break out and feel the way the wind feels when one is liberated. I have stopped seeking answers in the external for they are never quite satisfying. Instead I try to free myself of the external. It’s never easy for saying it and then attempting to live it is a thing that we eternally struggle with. Yet I actively seek a way to find peace within and then lead by example…
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Reblogged this on Sketches By Nitesh and commented:
“If only we could soothe this motionless chaos,
if only we could collect the mist of memories forgotten.
If only.”
Sorry, I did it again. 🙂
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“A walk towards anywhere that’ll grow answers.” đź’–
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