obscure clarity

things are sometimes not what they seem
even the purest love can be a dream
better stop doing the things you do best
if you kill the beauty and let go of the beast

an important decision i need to weigh
so critical it left me in the gray
keep your former love as a friend
or to hell with the friendship, just let things end

is it worth keeping if i get hurt when she meet
one particular person that's full of deceit
i cannot challenge my own sincerity
that is why i experience clear obscurity

my God will supply all my needs
all i need is to clear out the weeds
i shall cast all my burdens on Him
to escape from a possibility that's grim

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