We came empty handed,
We'll leave doing the same,
it's all upon us to make it,
Either a boring or an interesting game.
I'll be finding an antidote,
For my emptiness,
Pouring whole of myself,
Enjoying each and every moment,
Fulfilling my dreams,
Owning my future,
Unfolding my destiny,
Arranging my own happiness,
And exploring the actual purpose of my life.
I will never blame my fate,
I will make a difference,
Probe the secrets of life,
Abide in the realm of the eternal,
And make my life worthy,
Of something more fulfilling,
And even more satisfying.
I keep my resolution,
To make a change,
One in millions or billions,
I will be attending the TRUE meaning of life.
It's not a bad poem, but I give it only 3 stars. To many poems I give no stars. I avoid giving only 2 or 3. Welcome, 'new poet' on PH. bri : )
And what IS 'the true meaning of life'? You've asked a lot of questions. I've got enough qeustions e.g. 'what flavor of ice cream shall I have NOW? ' I want answers. Peach?
And make my life worthy, Of something more fulfilling, And even more satisfying. 'Worthy' of what? And HOW might you do THAT, I wonder.
What does 'Pouring whole of myself, ' this mean to you? RE stanza 2: Will you have time to sleep?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Re your title: I'd use 'delving into'. // 'delving noun Digging. Figuratively, search; laborious investigation; research.'