Striving For The UnconceivableA Poem by AhsongentleStriving For The Unconceivable It
is not grades, it is not money, and it is not looks You can’t make it,
you can’t earn it, and you can’t get it from books It is not her, it is
not him, and I’m not trying to get slim It’s not a house,
it’s not a car, and it’s not a win It’s not a phone and
it’s not a job But I can feel it in
my heart My mind ponders upon
it during every single moment of life With what idea could
it possibly have a definite link? I think in the morning
and I think in the day I think while a
drive, I think while a lay I simply cannot stop
thinking But I can feel it in
my heart As I look out the
window, where it is bright and sunny These thoughts are
glistening in my mind like honey Listening is the sky
and the trees, listening is me Thinking again very
profoundly, there is something I see What could it be?
Maybe a person I know Maybe a person I
like, I don’t know But I can feel it in
my heart Pursuing my dreams
enjoying every single time Sitting back and
watching the sun’s calming shine I now realize what
it was that I was longing for But wait, it is so
dear to me, how can I share? It inspires me to do
my best It inspires me to
prosper And I can feel it in
my heart. © 2010 AhsonFeatured Review
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