Untitled Poem

The unknown, the grueling feeling in my bones,

Sent shivers down my spine,

My unfeigned desire to incline,

The passion to seek the unknown hitting me like stones.

The aura filled with suspense,

Unbeknownst is its true nature,

The outcome leading to an impression, yet no clear picture,

Compelling a fascinating curiosity, indeed intense.

The unknown, truly an immense sensation,

Leaving you on the edge of your seat, thus remains a powerful impact,

The sensation, like a product of your imagination,

Uncertain of its final outcome, the answer is sealed from contact,

Creeping up with colossal tension,

The unknown.