Years ago passed without it
I was still in quest for it
I walked down several streets
In quest, I marched on feet
'Twas an experience to go through
I went through and through
At a certain time, Time worn out
Happily, the thought did not shout
In silence, I kept searching
I did not know what but just treasure
Was the quest for my pleasure
At a point, my heart felt like breaching
Though, I carried on the expedition
Unexpectedly, the treasure was
Under my nose and eyelashes
I got it. My heart bounced ignition
The treasure was at last found
After a lot of dispair round
But expectation was to be bound
To get the Treasure way worth a pound
Excellent poem, yes when looking for treasure, searching everywhere, in the end finding it's right in front of you all the time. Seems to happen more often than not. 10+ Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you very much #Roseann for commenting