I search for that something called an Identity
I search for the eternally dynamic being called 'me'
I search for that ever-elusive ray of Hope
That'll steady my walk on life's tightrope
I search for that stroke of Brilliance
That'll make me stand out among millions
I search for that much-needed Common Sense
That'll help me to decipher utter nonsense
I search for that slippery thing called Fame
That'll erase all my past memories of shame
I search for that quality called Tenacity
That'll help me cope with life's complexity
I search for that something called a Carefree Life
That'll remove me from worries and Danger's knife
I search for something called an Identity
And I still search for that being called 'me'
In search of you? yeah you'll know the 'you' when everything you feel is fine....so fine!
This is an incredible exploration of one's self, cleverly constructed and seductive in it's objectives. Well done! Neil.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent search. Beautiful. Cordially invite you to read my poem I SEARCHED YOU. Thanks for sharing.