NaPoWriMo #1: Forget it, and don’t ask about the rest—nor for whom—

Oh, shoot!An ekphrastic poem is actually for the early-birds and I thought it was for the first day of NaPoWriMo. My,bad! I'm going to write a poem anyway based on the given prompt. We have to go to Reb Livingston’s Bibliomancy Oracle and compose a poem based on that quotation. I hope I'm not too late. Here goes:

"Forget it, and don’t ask about the rest—nor for whom—"

Perhaps, we are meant to taste these tears,

and take the wrong routes,

sometimes, it's cul-de-sac.

Sometimes, we encounter into people

who gnaw on our

soul,

most of the time,

we listen to the inevitable music

of heartbreaks.

Sometimes, we are shrouded

by hopelessness,

sometimes our dreams are ground into dust

and our efforts

flowing in the drain,

sometimes, we tend to doubt

the Wisest One,

"Forget it, and don’t ask about the rest—nor for whom—"

don't ask but to endure

as every despondency or catastrophe

will shed your unwanted layers

 and unveil the invaluable gold.

-Nuruljannah-

P.S. I got this excerpt "Forget it, and don’t ask about the rest—nor for whom—"

from “Don’t Ask” by Alexander Xaver Gwerder (translated by Marc Vincenz).