the quest
what does it mean to be successful?
who at the finish line will be hailed fruitful?
who walks, who jogs, who runs the long mile?
whose life in the end will be worthwhile?
what does it mean to be happy?
is it cars or careers or changing a nappy?
will not whatever possessed finally go?
what then happens to pride and the ego?
what does it mean to be an achiever?
which side at crossroads wins the favour?
why is it a labyrinth before reaching the goal?
but what is the goal? is the answer in the soul?
am thinking:
who at the finish line will be hailed fruitful?
who walks, who jogs, who runs the long mile?
whose life in the end will be worthwhile?
what does it mean to be happy?
is it cars or careers or changing a nappy?
will not whatever possessed finally go?
what then happens to pride and the ego?
what does it mean to be an achiever?
which side at crossroads wins the favour?
why is it a labyrinth before reaching the goal?
but what is the goal? is the answer in the soul?
am thinking:
A man is a success if he gets up in the morning and goes to bed at night and in between does what he wants to do -- Bob Dylan
am singing:
am singing:
Zindagi Ka Safar Hai Ye Kaisa Safar
Koi Samjha Nahin Koi Jaana Nahin
Hai Ye Kaisi Dagar Chalte Hain Sab Magar
Koi Samjha Nahin Koi Jaana Nahin -- Safar
posted by Shubha @ 9:14 PM
8 comments
8 Comments:
whoa !! that is some coincidence.. I was thinking of exactly the same title
and on similar lines, but my oh my, I am no poet :) that was beautifully
written..
Does it have an answer? If so, why isn't it absolute or is it? Why are a
few happy with certain things, while others can't be. Is the answer hidden in a religion or in a philosophy or as you aptly put it, within every one of us. But how do we realise this, why do we seek the truth by looking at others and not within us.
The fact that it has been an eternal question for which there has been no defining answer despite many philosophers and thinkers alike, and yet many successful and great souls have lived in the past, only suggests that it is upto each one of us to find this truth within oneself. Yes, it ain't easy./
Such a deep concept expressed so beautifully in poetry!!
Was thinking on the same lines in the last few days(lost a dear friend to cancer)...
I guess the quest never ends and each one finds his/her own answers and explanations...
shiv >> same title on similar lines? pls do write. the more i know, the better i'll feel.
i am no poet either, had written a letter to my uncle on similar lines, now thought of blogging it. was wondering how to make it interesting and the idea of a poem struck & gave it a go.
the yardstick of comparison is probably what affects us...and it is so deep ingrained, hard to get away from it. right from school days, it was always about what score? which rank? and at work - which company? what salary? and then - how many houses owned? how big...oh! never ending.
strong is he who does what he wants. and stays happy. sthitapragna.
an eternal question? then i take some solace there that i am not alone. but yes, its not easy.
soum >> my condolences. lets do talk this weekend.
i do hope i find my answers. the world, all of a sudden, seems too big to comprehend!
Shubha, beautifully written. I have thought of the same thing so many times, I guess many people do. But there just seems to be no answer..
thanx deeps! are u safely back home? rather the home away from home?!
hey dumms...nice poem...i always envied u for this..i cant even imagine a poem.. let alone scribble it..lol..gr8 job...btw u cud visit my blog at surgeonblog.blogspot.com....kie... tata
good to see u here fat! glad u liked it. poems are mere strokes of luck in my case ;) wish u were near and we could talk about these things instead of using the blog medium :(
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