The Quest

About a man on a journey, which has a different ending then he thought it would.

How do I even continue on the path?

Those before me failed, will I also?

The map is clear, head west,

The map is correct, head west.

Do I want to head west?

Must I continue on this sufferable journey?

West is the desert, west is death,

The ones who were before me did not succeed.

How can I do it instead?

I am a lesser man of greater predecessors.

I cannot do it.

But I will anyways,

I have to continue, for those before me.

I have passed the first five trials,

The next five are nothing.

The courage to continue is more

Than those before me.

The thought of failing no longer lingers

The thought of succeeding is great.

The glory, the honor.

The desert is dreary

Sun by day sun by night.

The storms are unbearable,

The once strong courage has faded

The only thought is of relief.

The desert is behind me,

The last trials ahead.

Seven conquered,

Three to defeat.

The river is before me

A ferry is in sight.

A note is written on the map,

Do not trust the ferry man.

I will swim,

Though the current is strong.

The current took me away,

I was in a land, a strange land

The people are nice, the food good.

The quest does not matter

All long as my life is good,

The glory, the honor,

They all mean nothing.

I have found my home,

I need not the money, the adventure

My life is good,

My life is good.

 

Author's Note

Just a quick poem I wrote, please comment if you read.

Reviews

[Nada Khaled]

Can this be any perfect? I really liked this, keep it up!

[Ilerah]

Thank you, appreciate it!

[Egwu Tedd]

lovely poem I love it. keep up the good work

[Ilerah]

Thanks a lot

[Destiny Dreamer]

WOW! Ur poetry it's very Beautiful! So meaningful! LOVE IT! I honestly enjoyed reading Ur Poetry! U should keep writing! Can't wait to see more! :)

[Ilerah]

Thank you again

[Rick Puetter]

Very nice. Life's struggles set aside. The once powerful and all-encompassing quest set aside. The journey leads us many places and changes perspective. This is a worldly-wise poem. This almost always happens in life. But the trial is noble, The need to press onward is noble, until it no longer matters since you have reached an unexpected place.

You have a natural talent in feeling the words. There is some phraseology I would change. So have a look. No need to say more with your natural talents for this. Don't be held captive by the need for short lines of roughly the same length. Make the phrasing natural. Let me know if you'd like me to review again. I would like to reread this piece and edit my review.

This is a nice one, just like the others of yours I have read. Very high marks. Greatly enjoyed.

All my best,

Rick

[Ilerah]

thanks again rick