I'm looking for a rare gem
I'll keep my eyes on the search
I'll check at the bed of the sea
I wont rest till I have my hold

Swimming through the road I found
Though the journey seems to be endless
And I look like a fool beating the wind
Yet, I wont give up to trial on this gem

Tho it seems I've left eternity behind
And the pace forward take me deeper
What a torrent of flow draws me behind
I move on with certainty of what I'll hold

Give it all it takes
Don't flex your muscles
Not yet time to lay your head
Till a gem weighed in gold is found

What a hustling round the flow
With a fountain of hope ahead
What a round of discouragement
With all setbacks to move backward

I'll only focus on the positive rays
I'll wait patiently for my efforts to speak
There the strength comes never to falter
Move on till you find the gem you seek


A gem worth in millions of values
At the space of time, so relevant
To crown my purpose of existence
Running for a gem in worth of gold


By Sir Taitophil


© Sir Taitophil