Questioning Brightest Visions, Purpose, and the Darkest of Dreams
All I want is the answer
to what my life is about.
A soliloquy? To be or not to be?
Is that how I shall exist?
Questioning and questioning
brightest visions and
darkest dreams.
Pondering purpose,
elegant or plain
Whatever serves the
destiny and its design.
Compelling a question; yes, questioning
What is the answer
to my existence,
my pitiful pleas, the painful, the plies?
Where is the answer?
What, may I ask, and why, please,
just tell me why?
Copyright © Michael Popovici | Year Posted 2015
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