Written by Jacob Ibrag
The world turned, but not with
me in it. Wallpaper weakening its grip on my
secrets. Words separated from mind, an ignorance
subscription. She watched from the other side, a place I
used to be welcomed. A tree in the middle bearing seeds
of grayscale. Color less, it’s all we projected. ‘The
world turned, but not with you in it.’
Photo by Alex
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.
Awesome and compelling piece!
I so love when I get a chance out my busy schedule too read, and bump back into you my friend! 😄❤
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Thank you very much 🙂
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You’re most welcome!😄
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I like it.
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Thank you 🙂
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I especially liked: “She watched from the other side, a place I used to be welcomed.” Very good!
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Both y’all still in the world, and u ain’t wanna be welcomed in that place anyway, cuz if i still was u wouldn’t be writing about it
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Beautifully penned! Loved it
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Thanks Ana 🙂
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My pleasure!! 😊
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So pretty! I always take out time to read your posts😊
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Thank you 🙂
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Pleasure’s all mine!
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Beautifully written
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Thank you 🙂
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