Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
My life is like an old fishing net Each knot a reason why I am who I am Overall effective, supposedly worth something But old nets have holes Each hole another reason to throw it away Even golden thread couldn’t fix me I still catch fish though Even a small one is something to eat
0
Jan 17, 2018
Jan 17, 2018 at 1:44 AM UTC
little victories
My life is like an old fishing net Each knot a reason why I am who I am Overall effective, supposedly worth something But old nets have holes Each hole another reason to throw it away Even golden thread couldn’t fix me I still catch fish though Even a small one is something to eat
Written by
Jan 17, 2018
Jan 17, 2018 at 1:44 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem