Unquenchable Thirst

Bent on discovering the truth
Stuck on igniting the flame
Restarting the stunted growth
All these things I want to know
To experience the old as new
Plot this pilgrimage as if it my own
It is, who is to say it is not?
Discover as if I were the first
I am the boy with the unquenchable thirst
Eager to start this tidal wave adventure
Anxious to stop the things I won't remember
From now on all I do
Will command to occupy my mind
And in turn subconsciously 
Leave the past behind
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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March 26, 2015 at 1:26 PM
Hi Jacob, Stopping by with a nice, sweet Welcome to Poetry Soup. I will get much delight in reading and in time become familiar with your verse. As for now, I will greet you with the same smile others passed when I first joined the soup. Wishing you and your poetry the best. I hope you get to meet all the nice poets around here STARTING with me- SKAT :-) Please drop a hello and tell me a little about yourself if you wish. I would like to be your newest poetry soup "FRIEND" Hugs* SKAT"
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March 22, 2015 at 2:04 PM
Jacob, A nice warm WELCOME to poetry soup. I hope you have fun with this wonderful community. You'll find many friendly poets who are ready to support and give positive feedback. I will enjoy following you and your poetry when you are ready :) We are Lucky To Have you. Enjoy 2015, with New Poet Friends @-> LINDA <-@
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March 22, 2015 at 8:51 AM
- Jacob, I enjoy your first poem here - A moving poem - "Leave the past behind" - Warm welcome to P- Soup! - // Anne-Lise :)
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March 22, 2015 at 8:58 AM
Thank you very much!!!
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