Restless moments floating by
never realizing the reason why?
endless complications in my soul
never reaching my final goal.
Still I press on and upward
knowing full well it is absurd
looking for the rainbow's end
searching for the joy it sends.
Sometimes late at night I lay
hoping to be the winner today
and another day
never fully understanding why?
some of us are meant to cry.
Mahfooz Ali
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cry-meant-to-be/
