Davor Miljkovic Poet Romanticism

Tracking Life

Is there a purpose to this world,
Forged by a man and led by his soul,
Something pure to make us whole,
Guided by heart and reasons beyond?

Or is this all just a god's game,
In his garden are we cornered to play,
Too narrow minded to be self-aware
To the extent of finding our own way?

Years wondering we may spend
Hoping to find that one way
We'd feel right following to the grave
Unregretful and peaceful on our final day.

A treacherous quest, mildly to say
As what we find may cause us dismay
Since not all paths seem light in advance
Some require our sincere faith.

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Kelly Deschler June 11, 2016 at 7:09 PM You give the reader much to think about with this poem... Very well written, Davor. Congrats on your placement in the contest! Davor Miljkovic June 11, 2016 at 8:17 PM Thanks and happy thinking! Wherever it may lead you to :)

Brian Davey May 23, 2016 at 4:46 AM Deep write and very good! Congrats on your placement Davor Miljkovic May 23, 2016 at 4:51 AM Thanks, glad you've enjoyed the read :)

Skat A May 23, 2016 at 12:32 AM Davor, Congratulations and thank you for sharing a poem you are proud of. Stop by my latest blog "Innocent of All" and enjoy the warm smile. :) **SKAT** Davor Miljkovic May 23, 2016 at 12:34 AM Thank you and will do ((:

Lenny Gazbowski April 24, 2016 at 6:50 PM Excellent piece here Davor, you have asked many probing questions. I am of the opinion that we are all playing our part(s) in a physical computerised game. A good first hurdle to overcome is knowing you are not the body currently occupied. Lenny Gazbowski April 24, 2016 at 7:16 PM The physical body is but an overcoat which we discard when its time to leave the 'building' :-) We are both the wave and the ocean. Davor Miljkovic April 24, 2016 at 6:58 PM Very possible. I'm of the opinion we are something of a light beam coming from a large river of light we can call universe, and that light beam projects itself through lenses, soul, mind and such, and the goal is to polish those lenses so that our beam can project itself as little crooked as possible. That would be the short version of it :)

Anne-Lise Andresen February 24, 2016 at 4:10 AM - Welcome with your first poems here on PoetrySoup, Davor - PoetrySoup is simply the world's best :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Poet Destroyer A February 17, 2016 at 10:22 AM Davor, WELCOME to poetry soup. I hope you have fun with this wonderful community. You'll find many friendly poets who are ready to support and give positive feedback. I will enjoy following you and your poetry :) We are Lucky To Have you. Enjoy Poetry Soup:) Your New Poet Friend @-> LINDA <-@ Davor Miljkovic February 17, 2016 at 10:29 AM Much appreciated and looking forward to reading your poems :)