It was a Quest

                           It was a Quest

But why he asked
He ruled the skies
Mens minds
The Cryptic Journey
The Question

When he crawled
He walked, He ran
And He marveled at the things
He had done

He questioned, He ruled
He enslaved his neighbor
He hesitated, He lost
Moments pondered, Pompous Ass

He swam across oceans
To boast
He dreamt but only to dream
The foolish ones mocked and threw stones

His life, filled with Art and Love
And honesty
A Gentle pat on the back
Means nothing to a Cynic
Who has nothing

To Walk , To Run , To Fly
To Mourn the Sunsets that are dying
A Sunrise to surface again
My sweet one sleep
Sleep to wake again

About this poem

Reflection on Man

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Written on February 18, 2022

Submitted by menziest on February 18, 2022

Modified on March 23, 2023

39 sec read

Quick analysis:

Closest metre Iambic trimeter
Characters 652
Words 131
Stanzas 7
Stanza Lengths 1, 5, 4, 4, 4, 5, 5

Discuss the poem "It was a Quest" with the community...

  • dougb.72572
    The huge potential of a hungry and creative heart, unselfishly opened up for opportunities of Grace, or of wicked oppression.
    LikeReply7 months ago
  • dougb.72572
    To have the hopeful Art Flair inside, or not. Nice work Timothy.
    LikeReply8 months ago
  • Symmetry58
    You have the gift. Never fail to implement it, Tim. Great piece here.
    LikeReply8 months ago
  • shafiqul_i
    Thank you so much for your poem. I myself also submitted a poem in October, 2022. But I don't know the payment system of entry fee. Would please help me explaining the payment mechanism of entry fee. I am from Bangladesh. My poem title " Mom, I Miss you". 
    LikeReply8 months ago
  • karlcfolkes
    Reflective poem. Could be interpreted as an ironic reflection on man’s unperceived perception of his own inbred ignorant hubris.
    LikeReply10 months ago
  • teril
    This is a beautiful poem, a moving story of our universal journey.
    LikeReply10 months ago
    • menziest
      Any more poetry?
      On Facebook? Would like to know more
      LikeReply10 months ago
  • Soulwriter
    Yes, life goes by in the blink of an eye...
    LikeReply1 year ago
    • menziest
      Thanks for taking the time to read my poetry. I love your work too.
      LikeReply 11 year ago
    • Soulwriter
      I'm honoured you think so. Thank you!
      LikeReply1 year ago
    • menziest
      Everyone has their own style. If it’s from the heart it shows
      You are unique and a definite talent
      Love it. Keep writing.
      LikeReply 11 year ago
    • Soulwriter
      thank you - you've motivated me to keep at it
      LikeReply1 year ago


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