Clarity

The early morning wake up call,

Led into the sun,

Burnt and bruised I fall,

To take it down to the place where I began,

 

And this fear crawls underneath the skin,

Defending all the wrong reasons,

Sedating thoughts of sin,

In colours wild and in changing seasons,

 

You can go on to have your life,

Sealed and pasted on a golden name-plate,

While let the breeze in strife,

To erode me away, to kiss my fate,

 

I’ll be here lurking around,

To have found the perfect taste,

Thinking of all the tears you’ve saved,

Searching for the treasure chest,

 

To feel sense in some time,

Clarity is the worst fear,

Only to fall back again... to relapse inside,

To find no one left to share,

 

May be I am the evil,

To pretend your way is right,

While I should have...

But you’d never agree.

 

See me at the crossroads,

I’m laughing my way through,

Still laughing,

Laughing away....

 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

"To feel sense in some time,
Clarity is the worst fear,
Only to fall back again... to relapse inside,
To find no one left to share,"
I don't worry about death. Death will come at his own pace. Clarity is a funny word. To see all things clear would make life a easy journey. Few will have this chance. Life is a rocky road. Never know where you will end up. I like your ending. I do my best to enjoy life and keep a positive attitude. A outstanding poem. You made me think this morning.
Coyote

[Ed Hart]

the ancients taught us that clarity can be a great pitfall, because those who can see clearly may think they have arrived

[Khaaki]

Crystal clear!! beautifully written abhas...

[Alicante lullaby]

clarity is the worst fear
awesome abhas.