Leverage

I am the wrench in the clockwork,
a tiny twist in the gears of a universe
too vast to notice my pinch,
yet enough to reroute the cascade—
leverage, a quiet conspiracy of small forces.

Like a catapult built from old regrets,
I launch myself over gravity’s grumble,
where time folds like origami cranes—
folds that hide the sharp edges of loss,
each crease a fulcrum point for flight.

Leverage is the sly magician’s hand,
lifting an elephant with a feather,
trading the impossible for a wink—
an alchemist turning doubts into leverage,
transmuting weight into possibility.

I am the offbeat rhythm in a symphony of cogs,
the marginal note that shifts the meaning,
the whispered nudge beneath the thunder—
the pivot that tilts the scale,
turning imbalance into dance.

Leverage is the secret recipe in a shared meal—
a pinch of kindness, a spoonful of patience,
the subtle tilt that makes a cracked cup hold water,
the thread pulled to unravel a knot
that’s strangled days into silence.

It’s the crooked key that fits no lock,
the sideways glance that shifts a stubborn heart,
the small word spoken at just the right moment,
a lever pressed lightly beneath the weight of worlds.

When the world demands a lever long enough
to shift the mountains inside my chest,
I build it from moments others discard—
a stack of fractured promises,
a hinge forged from stubborn hope.

Leverage is not brute strength;
it’s the art of bending without breaking,
of finding the fulcrum in chaos,
a crooked smile in the face of fate,
a quiet power, slight but unrelenting—
the subtle architecture of change.

It’s in the way a whispered apology
loosens the bolts of bitterness,
the way a single seed, planted in cracked soil,
can uproot the wilderness of despair—
leverage is the unseen hand,
the small lever
that pulls a life
out of the shadows.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Dutta Avatar
June 3, 2025 at 9:56 PM
Big Congrats to win TOP. Most contestants chose Along with the thunder. But you have selected Leverage, which is tougher. BUT you have done excellent. Have Good Days,
Woods Avatar
June 2, 2025 at 9:22 AM
Wow! You're doing great! You've been winning contests left and right! And much deserved.. you definitely have talent. I hope you'll be sending your work out to agents and publishers, you could do this for a living! Aww the dream! Xo
Woods Avatar
June 6, 2025 at 5:53 AM
I sure hope that's not the case...our intellectual and emotional property is so personal and apart of us. It would feel so violating to be plagiarized. Thank you for responding to my inquiry and I pray whatever happened, the truth of the matter is forthcoming for your sake and others here on ps.xoxo
O'Neil Avatar
June 3, 2025 at 5:06 PM
Thanks for pointing that out. I’m assuming this may be why my work has recently been questioned regarding AI generation. For the record, I’ve already provided six separate verification methods confirming that my piece is entirely original and not AI-generated. Given that my entry was submitted very early in the competition, I think it’s fair to ask why there are such notable similarities between our pieces—and whether elements of my work may have been copied. It’s an unfortunate position to be in, but I believe it’s important to raise the question.
Woods Avatar
June 2, 2025 at 9:49 AM
This looks pretty trixty to me...
Woods Avatar
June 2, 2025 at 9:35 AM
Huh...I just read sotto poets entry and you guys have very similar lines! So weird! :) xo
Ibeh Avatar
June 2, 2025 at 7:49 AM
Aliyah, heartiest congratulations on your top win in my contest with this great poem.
O'Neil Avatar
June 3, 2025 at 5:28 PM
Thank you so much. I’m truly honoured by your kind congratulations and grateful for the opportunity to participate in your contest. It means a lot to me.
Hind Avatar
May 18, 2025 at 7:53 PM
"the subtle tilt that makes a cracked cup hold water," that's an amazing concept, beautiful writing
O'Neil Avatar
May 19, 2025 at 1:22 PM
Thank you so much. I’m really glad that line resonated with you. It’s a small image, but one that felt important to capture the imperfect ways we hold ourselves together. Your kind words mean a lot.
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