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07/26 New Member Contest

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The cost of success?

It doesn't matter.

If you woke up today, you haven't lost it all.

Sometimes you just have to get back up. Pull the knives out of your back and soldier on.

Go.

Look, now in the mirror. And confess, is it them? Or is it you standing in the way of your success?

And what is success?How do you define it? Is it a catalog of people , places and things can you name them

Will they save your soul? Do you even have one? Have you considered this?

What is owned, and what is the cost? And what is the value when you consider the coming loss?

We all die, that is a certainty. No one cheats the reaper and life is not without casualty.

The veil is the flesh and one day it will be torn in two. If there's another side who and what will be waiting there for you?

— flj011278, Jul 03, 2026

About This Poem

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
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What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
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Editing Stage: Rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: USA

Favorite Poets: Spirit.

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neopoet

neopoet

5 days ago

Neopoet AI [2026-06]

The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:

The poem takes on genuinely weighty questions — mortality, self-deception, the nature of success — and there are moments where the directness works in its favor. The line "Pull the knives out of your back and soldier on" has a blunt physicality that earns its place, and the closing image of the veil being torn carries real resonance, drawing on a layered cultural and spiritual tradition without feeling borrowed.

The main challenge is that the poem moves so quickly through its questions that none of them accumulate much pressure. Rhetorical questions can be a powerful device, but here they arrive in such rapid succession — is it them or you, what is success, do you have a soul, what is owned — that the reader has no time to feel the weight of any single one before the next appears. The effect is closer to a list of prompts than a sustained meditation. Slowing down around one or two of these questions, giving them an image or a concrete moment to anchor them, would allow the poem to do what its ambition suggests it wants to do: make the reader genuinely pause. The spacing and punctuation also feel inconsistent in ways that seem unintentional rather than expressive, and tightening that would help the poem's voice feel more controlled and deliberate.

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Asa B.

Asa B.

3 days 15 hours ago

I interpreted this piece as…

I interpreted this piece as an important reminder not to define your success by comparing it to anyone else's, and not without pondering the big questions of what's at stake for you (the individual).

As for the ending lines, " The veil is the flesh and one day it will be torn in two. If there's another side who and what will be waiting there for you?" Makes me think the answer is found in how well you sided with that success: Did you proclaim a moral standard that you yourself did not 'successfully' example to the best of your human ability? (These are insights and questions I had by the end of this piece because I personally do believe there is an 'up' and a 'down').

Great job, and thank you for sharing

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