A – Z poetry : “W” (another entry)

World of My Own

Where the seas end in dying gasps,
where the sun splits into a whole half,
where the rain and soil they meet in glee,
is that from where it comes to me?

Where the end of sorrows is but a thought,
where a world of peace is now long lost,
where dark thoughts seep into deep deep depths,
is that from where it comes to me?

Where, into the deep caverns of the mountains of my heart,
where…will it lead me…I wonder…
Where now lies the hope within me…
poem…my poem…where life I see…

Where from do you come to me,
Where…through what…I beg to thee,
where is thy reside, thy long lost abode…
poem…my poem…where life I see…

my world

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