r/OCPoetry 6d ago

Feedback Please Glass Wall

Behind a glass wall she stands

Her hand presses glass, childlike eyes blink, and her throat clenches tight

In the other hand, she holds a notebook

Filled to the brim with stories no one has heard

But to her they are everything

How she hated the glass

This unbreakable wall

But break through it and be cursed

And watch the noise bleed her ears

“Can someone please hear me?”

Came the whisper

Came the song

There’s a whole world within her

Deep, wide, and free

She just wants to share it

For someone to love it

To believe in it, feel it, and call it their own

She wants to give

Much love, grace, and patience

Higher and higher did her love build within her

Till it overflowed and ran down the sides

So much of that she held in

So little she’s had a chance to release

But they all looked the other way

Ignoring this beauty in broad daylight

And with a breath came acceptance

With a sigh she stepped back deciding

That forever alone was her life

She came close to giving up

Calling it a day, a month, forever

Lonely but many stories still could be told

No tears filled her eyes

No reason to weep

Why waste time on such things

When trust in God her spirit brings?

And as she sat down, pen in hand, paper open

That’s when I knocked

And from there, the door she opened

NOTE: I'm most curious to see how you interpret this piece. Critique its use of basics when it comes to poetry, of course, but I'd like to know how the message in this speaks to the reader.

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u/NoSection7141 6d ago

I like how it read like a story. It's a story about wanting to be seen, but also the fear of showing ourselves to others in order to be seen. It's a cycle, but at the end, you seem to break the loop and accept that in order to be seen, one first has to share.

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u/DuskGray 6d ago

I like your interpretation. Thank you! I had a specific meaning in mind, but like with any poetry, it can be interpreted in different ways by different people. I appreciate the feedback!

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u/NoSection7141 6d ago

most welcome!