"The Measure of a Glass"

[yablonsky]

The Glass on the Table

A
Glass
Sits still,
Halfway filled,
Or is it half gone?
He stares, silent, uncertain.

Bills,
Job—
Both lost.
Emptiness
Echoes in his chest,
Like the hollow rim of the cup.

Wind
Moans,
Windows
Rattle loud,
Life moves on outside.
Yet he stays frozen in the past.

Then—
Laughs.
Soft hands
Lift the glass,
Tiny fingers grip.
"Daddy, look! There’s water left!"

Eyes
Wide,
She grins,
Full of light,
Brighter than the glass,
Spilling hope where sorrow sat.

Tears
Fall,
Not sad—
Not empty—
But filling anew,
A man reborn in a child's truth.

Poem & Artwork by @yablonsky

Comments

[janineylicious]

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[yablonsky]

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[hsiri20]

Wow, I really impressed your poem, sometimes we can ask to ourselves, is the world unfair? why I experienced like this, when others are not? sounds so ironic but still I believed, each one of us, has it's own way of battling life. Keep it up @yablonsky more poems and stories to come.

[yablonsky]

Thank you so much for your kind words! Life can feel unfair at times, and it's natural to question why our struggles seem heavier than others'. But as you said, everyone has their own battles, and perspective can shape how we move forward. I truly appreciate your encouragement! More poems and stories are definitely on the way. Stay strong and keep believing!
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[hsiri20]

@yablonsky thank you so much, I appreciated your generosity🤗, Yes, can't wait to read more of your poem's and stories.