You've captured the essence of human ambition and its pitfalls, haven't you? "I want to strive ,But deep down I feel no drive" speaks to the inertia we all battle. Your lines "The blood of Icarus will die; Our tears are fated to dry" remind us that even lofty ambitions have their limits.

You question the universe's enormity in a "meagre, single verse," and oh, how I chuckle at our collective audacity! A poignant reminder that we're but specks in the grand cosmos.