Cocky
arrogant
rude and
brash.
On the court
Zip.
Dash.
On the court
With the ball
No more
Watching
Make them
Fall.
The crowd roars
As you
Score.
You hear them
Whisper,
all you're good for
.
YOU ARE READING
The Fall of Winter
PoetryI have no plan. Tbh. I'm writing a story (in a way) that relies heavily on poetry. Realistic Fiction combined with poetry. An intoxicatingly beautiful combo. Lol. I feel as if poetry is not something you take hours to work on, or at least, mines isn...
on the court
Cocky
arrogant
rude and
brash.
On the court
Zip.
Dash.
On the court
With the ball
No more
Watching
Make them
Fall.
The crowd roars
As you
Score.
You hear them
Whisper,
all you're good for
.
