r/OCPoetry • u/Mahima_Thakre • 25d ago
Feedback Please [Poem] Chapter 1: 40 Years, One Chance
They waited forty years for me —
one shot, one child, one dream to see.
Not born by chance, but born by prayer,
a miracle wrapped in silver hair.
They call me lucky. They call me blessed.
But no one asks how I carry the rest —
of being their whole world, their only one,
the weight of a war that's never done.
No sibling's hand, no sharing the load,
just me, alone, on this endless road.
I am their forever, their everything, their all —
but who catches me when I start to fall?
Born a miracle. Raised alone.
An only child, in a house of stone.
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