Written by Jacob Ibrag
Behind and in front. The past dictating a future.
Endless chasing, fingers hovering over your shoulder. Lives
stringed in a circle. What was, is again. What is will be once more.
Looking over your shoulder, fingers edging a little closer. Behind and
in front. Chasing a familiar body that barely ever looks back. Lives
stringed in a circle. What was, is. What is will be once more.
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.
Sometimes, it’s hard, to differentiate which state of being we are in, because, we’d lost track of who we are as we grow up…
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At times it does seem like we go in a circle but we’re different each time it comes back around.
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I like the complexity in this piece.
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Thank you 🙂
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Loved the staccato sentences. Like bated breath when you are being chased. Very well written!
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Thank you very much 😀
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What was once more,
will be again,
in the future a shore…
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Superbly written – got the point across succinctly.
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Thank you 😀
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Beautifully written!!!!
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Thank you 🙂
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