Thursday, July 24, 2008

Uncertain



There are moments I don’t know
If what I feel is real
If it’s going to last
or if I am but standing,
at the end of that thought.
Why couldn’t life be
just a bit simple and clear?
What if I get it all wrong,
Would I go no where?
May be its time to start afresh then,
cos this game has too many ways unknown,
Too little time to explore them all.
What if it was meant to be this way
will I last to see it all?

1 comment:

Alex Damaska said...

I like this poem. It speaks to a lot of different people. Thanks for sharing it.