I look down at the people, <br />They look up at me. <br />Can’t see past my smile. <br />Can’t see my agony. <br /> <br />I felt suffocated. <br />I let it all out. <br />I now feel free, <br />Beyond a trace of a doubt. <br /> <br />Can’t these people see, <br />I used to be broken. <br />My wings are now free. <br />My cage is now open. <br /> <br />What is this place? <br />Who are these people? <br />Does all this have a meaning? <br />Does this go any deeper? <br /> <br />Why doesn’t my dilemma, <br />Affect these people? <br />Makes them strong, <br />Or perhaps even weaker. <br /> <br />To them it does not matter, <br />When I cry, scream or bleed. <br />It is of no significance. <br />They pay no heed. <br /> <br />Entangled in their own lives, <br />Not a moment to rest. <br />What is it that they are looking for? <br />What is this quest? <br /> <br />Trying to get a happy ending, <br />Is a mere hallucination. <br />Thinking about destiny, <br />What a pitiful imagination. <br /> <br />Trying to find something, <br />Something to achieve. <br />Is that the answer to this quest, <br />That we all need desperately? <br /> <br />Trying to find an answer, <br />To life’s mysteries. <br />Trying to find a way, <br />To put an end to their miseries. <br /> <br />Can not find an answer, <br />Though I tried my best. <br />What are we trying to find? <br />What is this quest?<br /><br />Ridah Ellahi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-quest-20/
