What I seek

 

What I seek

Trivial, goes beyond the air I breathe

I can not see it but I know

It is there for me

 

Stark emotions, feelings within me

Striving above the glare of the sun

Forthright with my ardor, as I await

For what I seek, does not forage for me

 

My clamor, based not on avarice, nor do I covet the vigor's of others

For I sense within them, dormant befuddle confusion

Entertaining ideas of serenity, only to disregard

As darkness hover their spiritual garments

 

My spirit is desolate from the abundance of hypocrisy

What I seek

 is trivial, beyond the air I breathe

I sustain this journey, only to bide for the answer

Clarity has not yet begun to nourish my soul.©2008

~*deepoet*~ aka Dawn Rodriguez

Author's Note

Ihave had writers block for a while now. I hope this breaks it.

Reviews

[Joseph - Michael]

Yeah, we all get blocked one way or another, so no worries, you're not alone on this problem.

Anyway, I really did enjoyed your writing, but this is what I believe; Nothing is trivia, but that's just me, you know? Other than that, it's all good here...

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

A nice undertaking to get over the blockage...a sad poem overall, you illicit that feeling from me which means you are writing well to illicit any emotion in the reader. Well done.
Light,
Siddartha

[Mr. Deft Diction]

Oh, that writers block. Well, this is a good way to get back on the write/right block.

Keep pushing!

[Periac]

i thought that this was written wonderfully.....seems it was similiar to peering into a mirror

[poddar kushal]

well writers block is breaking indeed.i hope your answer is at hand.