Play on Words


Breaking Dawn, it seems the World

This little place, here amongst the Clouds

Secluded, so Alone, here in my Home

And My Heart, the only thing keeping me Comfort

I wander, all around, this place of Mine

Looking, forever searching

For the truth, is about myself

And who I really am

You could never tell

In the Darkness, where I am

If something, Starting here

Ending There, it seems

Yet all this Time, You think

This is a House, Maybe

He is on, a mountain Alone

looking for someone

Yet I am talking about myself,

My body, My head, Everything

In My mind, I see it all

And the Play on words, It has begun

With you reading this.


POETRY - MAIN