In The Quest To Be Alive #BlogchatterA2Z

I was told it takes a lot

to be happy and alive

A coffer full of money

and a chestful of pride

Reason was given none

when I started off on the quest

Dragging through the shade and sun

I always tried to be the best

Regardless of my emotions

and keeping aside the worries

I was all engrossed

No matter howsoever blurry

my vision for the path got sometimes

It was all haste on my part for sure

Not a single moment I could call mine

I am still searching for that cure

Money is not my muse anymore

but the struggle to strive

I have lost my soul more than once

In the quest to be alive.

 

 

 

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I am a nomad at heart who craves for journeys and experiences. Life is too short to stop exploring and the quest to be happy should go on.

42 thoughts on “In The Quest To Be Alive #BlogchatterA2Z

    1. Thanks brother. Yeah and I have been rendering apologies to almost all my blogger buddies. Life is keeping me a tad bit occupied but will surely bounce back 🙂 .

  1. “Money is not my muse anymore” – When did you hear me? You gave me a topic to write on 🙂
    Loved reading it, keep penning such gems.

    1. Thank you so much Vartika for showering with so much love and support. I am grateful to your spirit of not missing even a single post 😀 .

  2. Well, I couldn’t agree more with your words. There comes a time in ones individual evolution when money is no more the muse. Well written. Given my penchant(non) for peoms, its a surprise I manage to come back to your page everyday and understand your words. Kudos to you and myself!

  3. Your verse structure is good…come out with something anew and that which is unexplored…till now…

  4. Money is not my muse anymore – the poem sounds like the story of my life when the quest for staying alive came form following my passion and not just that Banking job anymore. Very beautiful and relatable

  5. Very poignant. I would be surprised if someone never feels this way at some point. World and personal standards and needs are often poles apart, but that need to fit in is so often overpowering. I hope you find your way, and maybe leave a map while you’re at it.

  6. I have lost my soul more than once
    in a quest to be alive……. so poignant lines. Read your verse twice.

      1. Every emotion is cliched by that logic sir… love, hate, passion, bliss, quest, anger etc. The fun is to try and look at a different angle of the same prism everytime.

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