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Trapped in a glass cube

A cube made of glass

Set apart two worlds.

The world outside –

Full of people, things.

It seemed bright

And somewhat unified,

But distant for the cube's inside.

   

The room within the cube

Was empty at first sight.

There was nothing to be seen,

Nothing, except one thing.

Its world tried to say a word,

But only an inarticulate noise came out,

As if its tongue was cut out

Or, maybe, taken was its throat?

   

Then the world, trapped,

Waved its hands hard

To attract attention of the things,

Which existed outside.

It tried to show them all

How lonely it was there,

How it thirsted for some care,

How ached for the air.

   

It indeed gave its all,

Though its parts felt numb.

But all the pains were in vain,

Because everything inside the cube

Was for that world humdrum.

They were busy to take a notice

That the world, trapped in the cube,

Was, in fact, much deeper and larger,

Although narrowed in a tiny room.

  

Yet the poor thing didn't know

That the world behind the glass,

Was just trapped in its own cubes,

Which were as transparent and proof

As its own one.

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© MylaLastivka,
книга «What happens in my soul».
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Amrin Vel Mors
Trapped in a glass cube
They're great poems with excellent meaning !
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2018-02-16 07:30:25
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I. Markic
Trapped in a glass cube
Talented girl you are. Good Luck in your future writings!
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2018-07-19 15:53:27
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