Community Poems – Please share your poems › The modest quest
The modest quest that mends.
Sticks and stones that bend you.
The morning dawn enlightens.
The dusk traveler collapses.
Today’s strongest songs,
Are tomorrow’s memories gone.
The modest quest has called me.
The back of my head walks towards the shadows.
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