Quiet Desperation
Quiet Desperation
Most live out their lives in quiet desperation
the perpetual victims of human frustration
We clamour for joy and fulfilment
always seeking for some kind of contentment
We chase rainbows and the unobtainable
only to be left with what is on our table
We hanker for love and eternal bliss
but the most we have is a mere kiss
The grass is always greener on the other side
but in reality it is hardly worth the ride
To be satisfied and at peace lies in our soul
and this revelation should be our only goal
Ghazala lari
Wed 16th Nov 2022 11:28
This poem reflects our internal strife exactly as it is.
It takes a lot of trials and errors to grasp the wisdom told in your poem.
The only aim should be peace, first within which will in time flow outside as well.