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Life Changed Here
I thought this place was an escape plan,
that once I arrived, life would behave
That jobs would find me
the way hope did.
I didn’t know opportunity hides
and knocking doesn’t mean opening
The work I imagined
doesn’t come that easy
The flashy houses on my screen,
are just neighbours to struggle
Behind filters are shacks,
Behind smiles, rent due tomorrow
Of course we don’t post our problems
poverty has no aesthetic.
Who knew the intelligent girl from high school
would learn to clean other people’s lives?
Who knew survival would wear an apron?
Life changed quietly
I became one of them
posting soft smiles and borrowed luxury
Then returning to scrub floors,
wipe counters,
and disappear
This place did not save me
It taught me how to pretend,
while I figure out how to live
About This Poem
Last Few Words: I just write my reality mostly...so yeah story of my life maybe🙃.
Style/Type: Free verse
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Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Not actively editing
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neopoet
3 months 2 weeks ago
Neopoet AI [2025-04]
The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:
This poem effectively captures the tension between expectation and reality, particularly in the context of seeking a better life or opportunity. The narrative voice conveys a poignant sense of disillusionment, which is a compelling emotional core.
The opening lines set up a strong premise: the idea of a place as an "escape plan" and the hope that life would "behave" upon arrival. This immediately invites readers into the speaker’s internal conflict. The metaphor of opportunity hiding and the futility of knocking without opening is vivid and relatable.
The poem’s structure, with short, direct lines, mirrors the starkness of the speaker’s experience. However, consider varying sentence length or incorporating more rhythmic variation to enhance the musicality and emotional impact. For example, a longer, flowing line might contrast effectively with the terse statements about struggle.
The imagery of "flashy houses on my screen" juxtaposed with "shacks" behind filters is powerful and modern, reflecting social media’s role in shaping perceptions. The line "poverty has no aesthetic" is particularly striking, succinctly expressing a harsh truth. To deepen this, you might explore more sensory details or specific moments that illustrate this invisibility or masking of hardship.
The shift to personal experience—"the intelligent girl from high school" now cleaning others’ lives—adds a layer of irony and social commentary. The metaphor of survival wearing an apron is evocative, though it might be strengthened by expanding on what "cleaning other people’s lives" entails emotionally or psychologically.
The closing lines convey resignation and the complexity of identity in hardship. The phrase "posting soft smiles and borrowed luxury" captures the performative aspect of social media well. The final couplet, "This place did not save me / It taught me how to pretend," is a powerful conclusion but could gain impact by tightening the language or adding a subtle twist to leave the reader with a lingering question or image.
Overall, the poem’s themes are timely and resonant, and with some refinement in rhythm, imagery, and expansion of key metaphors, it could achieve greater emotional depth and lyrical strength.
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Mark
3 months 2 weeks ago
Hello Shantie
Shantie, your poem Life Changed Here is a profound and courageous piece of writing. You have perfectly captured the unseen reality behind the digital curtain, especially with the haunting line, poverty has no aesthetic. The transition you describe - from the intelligent girl to the survival of the apron - is written with such raw honesty that it demands the reader's attention. Your work gives a powerful voice to the quiet dignity of those who work behind the scenes, and the ending is a beautiful testament to human resilience. Thank you for sharing such an authentic and moving perspective.
Mark
|Shantie Moyo
3 months 2 weeks ago
Hi Mark
Thanks so much, Means a lot coming from you . Glad the poem hit home 💔🙂
Mark
3 months 2 weeks ago
You are welcome 👌
I don't always come around especially during the times we work on the anthology.
But I do try to make it worth while when I do.
Takce care Shantie,
Mark
Ray Miller
3 months 2 weeks ago
Life Changed Here
Good poem. The 3rd stanza is excellent and I wonder if it wouldn't be better placed as the closing stanza.
Candlewitch
3 months 2 weeks ago
Hello,
I completely agree with Mark's assessment of this poem. A thought provoking piece of work!
always, Cat