Illogical Expectations

I have lived for long, I have survived all falls

Alas, I always fail to deal with the expectations still standing tall

Enough are the experiences to deal with the illogical

But the naivety of my mind borders on the critical

I take what is given, I end up asking for more

My insatiable desires surprise me to the core.

Don’t get me wrong, I don’t complain,

I am not an ungrateful wretched bore

But my being looks out for something that can take me to the shore

That bliss I can hold onto forever, forsaking all that slips out of my hold

Still the expectations, the desire to reach the end of the tunnel

What is this? The unbearable existence of wanting and never getting the taste of the elixir

 I go on and on knowing the futility, still falling for my arrogant ignorance

I expect… desire… hoping to stumble upon that One Illogical

 That will encompass my small being into the fullness so magical