98. Poem
On a never-ending quest
Searching reasons to exist
Enough hope to going still
On an adventurous thrill
There's a burning curiosity
Amber's bold and bright
Drizzling rain of flames
Creating Metaphorical strain
I'm on an everlasting ride
To a nowhere land of might
The growing mane, lioness claim
Having big, bold eyes
There's an eternal bond
Between the rhythms of life
Perfect harmony the strikers make
Pulling the strings back and forth right
I'm on my way through wilderness
An exhausting journey I do make
Knowing not the criss cross lanes
Finally entering the hall of fame
There's this little anxiousness within
I'm chasing it since noon o'morning
Who could make it so far as I have
Into the lands and roads less travelled
I'm on a quest to ever widening verse
From universe to metaverse
The reality changing slowly
From real world to that of virtuality
There's this deafening pause
That lies at the end of the wide road
Towards the terminal, a highway run
Haunting to find the lost souls that dwells
Sunshine
Wed 19th Jan 2022 09:44
Thank you Keith🌷
A good suggestion indeed. Nigel. Thank you.🌷