Sunday, October 30, 2005

Where's the guiding star?

A life that feels blank and bored
When it shouldn't be
The dread is to just live day-by-day
In pure routine

Where order and structure
Used to have placed thing under control
Now fail to give room to flexibility
Spontaneity is left killed

Am sulking
But hate to be poor example
Have the choice to do otherwise
But fear it were pure pretence

Have went out to seek
For that guiding star
That could tell
A purpose and meaning one could be alive for

Some clues
But otherwise futile
So looked within
But no wisdom to see anything

At times frustration
At times lost
Out-of-place in this world
For one doesn't seem to fit

Maybe it is just insistence
To be in constant quest
To find some answers to questions
That many left unanswered

3 comments:

mistipurple said...

life is a journey. the missing parts and links may be found as one gets older, or perhaps the quest then would also have been jaded. thus, many down the road pronounce themselves mellowed. in search of a better word, they may have either given up, or they have indeed found their answers.
(i'm sorry, i'm not very encouraging ya? my way is to keep things simple.)

oceanskies79 said...

Could life have been more meaningful and purposeful?

I did the best possible within my knowledge and my willingness, and still found oneself feeling at times like a zombie in the external world. So am left to rely on those precious few meaningful and alive moments as fuel to spearhead forward.

mistipurple said...

without pushing beliefs down your throat, religion helps me stay afloat. there is something called faith which keeps those naggy questions at bay.