"potiential" poems
Poor little seed
Your shell is cracked and exposed
The heart of your beauty
Your beautiful ribbons of DNA
So much potiential
****** into the bitter cold
Unprotected
What would you have become, little seed?
Remains unknown
Oct 19, 2018
Oct 19, 2018 at 10:00 AM UTC
There's a multitude of people on this earth.
But in my eyes there are only a few that know their worth.
Some squander their potiential; complain about how they almost made it.
Have excuses. Blame others on why they decided to quit.
Then there are those that always want to do better.
They dont fear the work, don't crumble under pressure.
Ones that cease the moments that define who they are.
They reach for the stars, takes risks, learn from their scars.
They only regret the chances they didn't take.
These people fall like others but grow from their mistakes.
In this life you want to be part of the latter.
Cause it's really hard to measure almost, cause almost doesn't matter.
Jul 12, 2019
Jul 12, 2019 at 9:15 AM UTC