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Unanswered Question

Where did I come from? Where have I been? What have I become? Did I lose, did I win? I ask myself these questions. But, no answers come to me. I look in all directions, but there is nothing to see. Life can be a hard game to play, with no guidelines or rules. We have to search along the way, to find just the right tools. I have taken what was offered, but perhaps it was too much. Giving back, I discovered, was never with the right touch. The one question I'm afraid to ask, because the answer is one that I fear. For I will have to finally unmask, so the reality of it is clear. Have I failed at living a life, one that I can be proud? Or has living with so much strife, caused me to live my too loud? A general question, "did I fail", the course, Life 101? Caught in the tumultuous wind of a gale, did I become completely undone? I am not sure how to find the answer, Is it mine alone to decide? Or will it be answered in a manner, that a higher power will provide?

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Date: 1/12/2022 5:44:00 AM
It is so easy to have so many questions and to question our lives. I do the same. I must find a way to turn off my questioning and step forward with actions, trying to live life fully and hope for the best. It is not easy , when so much whirls around us as it does. I think I find it harder to do now. Great poem Sandy :)
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Sandra L. Weiss
Date: 1/22/2022 11:38:00 AM
It requires effort at times. And I agree, it is harder. Thank you, Heidi.
Date: 1/11/2022 11:18:00 AM
"The wheel of the gods grind slowly" but all will be revealed in good time, enjoy your life and let others enjoy your poetry! Aloha!
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Sandra L. Weiss
Date: 1/22/2022 11:40:00 AM
All will be revealed...I hope, I also wonder. Thank you, Rico.

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