Always Begging For More

at a certain point
there is a crisis be it

in your career
or marriage or friendship
or about
another love that constantly
keeps on meeting
you in the
street
like a beggar

or you can be that beggar
always asking
for what is not given
a mess
really

the unfulfilled self
keeps you running

people think that you are such
an active and never exhausted
genius

it is the crisis that keeps
you moving

the storms that push the boat
farther

leading to strange lands, meeting
you with strange people

it is not over the oceans expand
sunless days

it is not within your power
to stop the journey

even if you do not do anything
keeping your hands on the side

of every moment, gazing and
blankly accepting what is given

it is hard, it is real, it is
you, it is this world

the unfulfilled self keeps you running
and always you are begging for more.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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