Get Your Premium Membership

The Gift

there is a treasure of vast fortune in the likes of which man has searched for millennia scholars, professors , experts of treasure hunting falter alike searching in the sea scanning mountians , questing through ancient ruins, and devilish caves ,nary a clue to be found with maps at there wits , books and scribes from new age and antiquity search, the trail goes dry , such an enigmatic quandary , only questions begetting questions no evidence nor blind fate it is a mystery in its own , secrets of this great treasure is in the will of the hunt, secrets can say all , thus whispers remain silent many of stories have been told, in hope to unlock the secrets, passion sweat , and wisdom will be had , it remains hidden is there such , a treasure to be found , this treasure has been found by a great many, and eludes just the as many the only treasure needed to be found is the immaculate love , divinity and essence of life , believe accecpt cherish , never give up the hunt

Copyright © | Year Posted 2022




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Shattered Sighs