Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
They once told me, "Being great is a choice " The words felt like a weight and I felt, drained after. So hard for me to believe Not only did I not know and understand the algorithm that comes with greatness and being great. The bumpy road and the shallow heart Let me down to fail and fell apart Keept sniffing between my words Drowned in my thoughts that can't coordinate So to have hope. But they said.. Have you ever seen papers and plastic float in the sky fly.? I now Gatherd my hope, That made a dot, a spot, a sailors knot. A treasureress beam full of light and color theme I now realised that ; wind blows forward our direction for success, and if it blows against our direction not only does it tell us to stop but also to let us know that we left a gap unfilled and if we proceed will eventually fall..
0
Jan 25
Jan 25, 2026 at 11:49 PM UTC
Papers and plastic.
They once told me, "Being great is a choice " The words felt like a weight and I felt, drained after. So hard for me to believe Not only did I not know and understand the algorithm that comes with greatness and being great. The bumpy road and the shallow heart Let me down to fail and fell apart Keept sniffing between my words Drowned in my thoughts that can't coordinate So to have hope. But they said.. Have you ever seen papers and plastic float in the sky fly.? I now Gatherd my hope, That made a dot, a spot, a sailors knot. A treasureress beam full of light and color theme I now realised that ; wind blows forward our direction for success, and if it blows against our direction not only does it tell us to stop but also to let us know that we left a gap unfilled and if we proceed will eventually fall..
Overflowingpoetry4
Written by
Jan 25
Jan 25, 2026 at 11:49 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem