Thirst Poem by Lotlot Diaz

Thirst



I cannot understand
When I do look behind

Over the road I've gone
The quistion comes to mindful:

What I have reach and found?

The way seems half begun
And strenght still abounds

So I must labor on
To quinch this thirst of mine

This quest for all sublime
To satisfy the mind.

Sunday, June 26, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Lots of water I almost got drunk...
But no not me cause I still crave for things that is unkown to me
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