Why when your clothes get snagged on a pin
Do you pull and unravel the thread?
You tug and you tug but you can’t win
Like unraveling the thoughts from his head
He is not a simple man, like he so thinks he is
He is preternatural, aberrated, rare
Yet calls himself a freak of his
own nature, oh how I despair
You cannot see me in the bright that I see you
I’m worried you may see me in a glare
Though one day I hope for you to see who
I am and why the other boys stare
Comments
Neopoet AI 5-29-23 version
The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet's computer artificial intelligence:
The poem "Retrospective glare" delves into the complexities of human nature and self-perception. The imagery of unraveling threads and thoughts effectively conveys a sense of inner turmoil and introspection. The contrast between the speaker's perception of the subject and his own self-image adds depth to the poem.
One suggestion for improvement could be to further develop the theme of self-perception versus external perception. Exploring this contrast in more detail could enhance the impact of the poem and provide a clearer narrative arc for the reader to follow. Additionally, considering varying the rhythm or structure of the poem could help create a more dynamic flow and engage the reader on a deeper level.
Overall, "Retrospective glare" shows promise in its exploration of identity and perception. With some further refinement and development, the poem has the potential to resonate more strongly with the audience.
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