Conundrum

A problem is a conundrum waiting to be solved.

The mystery box containing a lock

while we search the myriad keys arounds us

that fit into it.

Sometimes we fashion our own keys

hoping that, once we utilize it, the box opens.

Other times we cheat smashing the box

or using a lockpick or crowbar.

Frustration may also arise given that

the multitude of keys you've attempted aren't funtional.

Likewise, they do not fit the circumstance well.

Some may capitulate to that box; some not.

Some may experience relief or sometimes resplendence

standing at the very acme of a mountain

while giving oneself a pat on the back

for continual effort and while enjoying the panoramic view

sweetened in sight.

But know that there is a key somewhere;

all one needs to do is keep searching!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

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Bryan Adam Tomimbang's picture

I'm not patient enough for searching. I've given up. It seems to have made my life a lot easier. - Karyn Indursky

Alan Cheng's picture

Searching through things in life is like having a key in your hand, and trying to put it in to see if it fits, even though some things in life, the key may not fit at all, and while reading this poem of yours, this reminded me of the bracelet that I have which I bought from the mall one day, and it has all these keys on it that are dangling. LOL