In this midnight hour, moon is nowhere to be found and the street lamps have grown dim. I find myself lost in my own home town with no familiar places around. Which way to home? Which way to you? I run down a familiar street searching for a sense of comfort but it's a dead end. Strange cold breezes, dead ends and dried up lagoons where we once swam in the summer and made love in the sand...I can still feel your breath, still taste you on my lips… Which way to home? Counter feelings on the fields fighting hand in hand warfare. Blood in the grass and death at my feet. Dreams, desires, hopes and lovers… Last grasp for the chance to live again… To be reborn… If love is a soldier and life it's arena, why is death so easily embraced? #poetry #poems #poem #poemporn#wordporn #poetsofinstagram#poetofinstagram #poembyme #mypoem#mine #writing #writingcommunity #poet#igpoems #igpoem #igpoetry # ig writers#igwriter #original #originalpoem#originalpoems #poetsociety#writersofinstagram #writerofinstagram#writer #authorInstagram

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