Written by Jacob Ibrag
You call me a rubber band, a
human bending at will. It’s the words
I’d say and how I’d say them. Reassuring,
as if I’ve witnessed the days ahead. And for
you, I pretend. Forever laced with temporary
stills. You used to call me a rubber band, a
human who bent your consciousness.
Over the years Eyes + Words has turned into a wonderful budding family of over fifteen thousand people across all platforms. It’s surreal and humbling to know that the art of poetry and story is alive and thriving. That being said, I hope that the creation of the Eyes + Words Writers Group serves as a vehicle and launch pad to help and support writers and the aspiring ones to keep manifesting words that many out there are searching for everyday. So go on and contribute, lets elevate together. Everyone is encouraged to share their experiences with anything involving writing.
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“. . a human bending at will” “a human who bent your consciousness” what that meant to you in writing it, and to those of us who receive it, who can know — to me, it is very close.
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Bending within the loss of free-will…..
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Such deep meaning lies inside it
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Beautiful beyond words π
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Thanks Sarah π
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A rubber band always have a limited times of stretching…
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Beautiful. I can relate to these words.
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Thank you π
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I hope You have a Wonderful Christmas and A Very Happy New Year, Jacob. π
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Likewise, have a wonderful beginning to a new year π
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Thank You so much π
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