The Muddle

The Muddle short poem

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Craving though strong
but unable to discern

Await relevant pointer
a call for what I yearn

Inconceivable as of now
with time guess resolve

A purpose to existence
and culpability absolve

Bestowed while ample
still something’s amiss

Nagging at the nucleus
feeling hard to dismiss

Sought among throngs
solitude even given try

Answers stayed elusive
with outcome a far cry

Dabbled introspecting
for an analytic rewind

Went around in spirals
panacea did never find

Albeit all the blessings
why then such a state

Wonder ordain celestial
or if bizarre twist of fate

Can’t help but to go on
with an enduring quest

To rid accrued stockpile
and seek bliss manifest

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