Poetry

Stringed

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.


Photographer Unknown


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11 comments on “Stringed

  1. taurusingemini's avatar

    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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  2. nicolel5822's avatar
    Nycke the Poet

    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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  3. TheRhymeRula 🔱✊🏾's avatar

    I like the complexity in this piece.

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  4. Silent Hour's avatar

    Loved the staccato sentences. Like bated breath when you are being chased. Very well written!

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  5. chris jensen's avatar

    What was once more,

    will be again,

    in the future a shore…

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  6. malinivenkat's avatar

    Superbly written – got the point across succinctly.

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  7. Papeterie Whimsical Creations's avatar

    Beautifully written!!!!

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