Serenity is not my home

In the pulse of challenge, I find my way,
Through life's twists and turns, day by day.
But when calm settles, the rush subsides,
A void emerges, where rest resides.

In the circling quest for joy and grace,
Each loop a lesson, each turn a chase.
Yet serenity eludes, a distant shore,
Anxious heart yearning for something more.

Problems don't end when they're done,
A longing lingers, a restless one.
In the cycle of seeking, I endlessly roam,
For in serenity's arms, I find no home.




Poetry by zana
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Written on 2024-05-12 at 21:53

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Sona The PoetBay support member heart!
truly an amazing poem. Very nicely said.
2024-06-02


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Your poem has been chosen to be featured on the home page of PoetBay. Thank you for posting on our poetry website!
2024-05-27


Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
A charming poem, this. It has a classical style to be envied. Bravo. Blessings, Allen
2024-05-13