Title has yet to be made...

I wish to find what I can’t seek,
It mustn’t be the cane of Little Bo Peep.
It is not round nor is it fair,
But I can’t seem to locate it anywhere.

It takes no color and it possesses no weight.
I looked and looked, but as of late,
On Pluto it could very well be.
All I know, is it may never be found by me.

I had it once, long ago,
It was brought for tell but never show.
I pulled it out when need be,
Hoping that it would help me grow gradually.

It sang no tune and was unknown to many.
After all, my age group, while there were plenty,
Never truly understood this feeling I possessed within.
So I hoped to be different, to be more like them,
I even went as far as to wish on a dandelion.

So now I sulk, and dream of the past,
Oh how the mighty feeling fell so fast.
I used to stand only four feet tall,
But this never mattered from what I can recall.

Size was never thought of nor were hair color and clothes,
Life was just a little bit simpler, I suppose.
Running through sprinklers and playing on my trampoline,
I never really could appreciate what that all did mean.

Maybe I’m no princess who will learn how to fly.
But all I know is, life must have an idea of a plan so why not comply?
Although, I never will give it total control,
After all, it took my childhood as a whole.

Hmmm...I can see why a title has yet to be made! You definitely pose quite a riddle to the reader with this mysterious object...I can't say anything bad about this poem!So...keep it up, and I hope you find a name for it soon!

Great poem. Ok so I absolutely love the rhyme and flow that this possesses. You write in such grace and with such eloquence, nor review is necessary because it is already amazing .....like you.

I wish to find what I can’t seek,

I had it once, long ago,
It was brought for tell but never show.
I pulled it out when need be,

My favorite lines

I think this poem was very interesting, intriguing. I liked the ease of the rhyming and the mystery of whatever it is you seek drew me in.

I really love the first two lines in the third stanza, they were my favorite:
I had it once, long ago,
It was brought for tell but never show.


But in the next two lines when you say:

"I pulled it out when need be,
Hoping that it would help me grow gradually."

I think it would sound better if it read: Hoping it'd help me grow gradually.

And that's just because the fluidity of it sounds better that way in my opinion..the way it was originally, the second line was a bit long and broke the rhythm a bit.


To be completely honest too, I don't like the fourth stanza:
It sang no tune and was unknown to many.
After all, my age group, while there were plenty,
Never truly understood this feeling I possessed within.
So I hoped to be different, to be more like them,
I even went as far as to wish on a dandelion.

I can't pinpoint exactly why I don't..it just doesn't feel as strong as the rest of the poem...it feels like it's not really necessary, it doesn't add that much.

Overall, I enjoyed this poem and think you write well.

i am trying to think of titles but it is hard. maybe lost, What I Had, or Longing? i don't really know but i am still going to try.