The Quest
Some say 'I can't find the words'
the challenge is to great.
For expressing their hearts cravings
or horrendous fears at gate.
Surely words exist,sufficient for the role
insufficientes for poets,on us they have no hold.
Compelling quest of passion,for jewels that speak so pure
yes dignified and lofty, nobility of words.
To satisfy our hearts demands
our quest reaps joy and pain.
We know our love of poetry
will never in vain.
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