This world

I wake up in a world blanketed in snow
No clouds to be seen
no warm sun to sweat under
This is a world of great lengths
A world of great mystery

In this world we see what we SEE
Yet it's not what's really there
We hear what we Hear
Yet we hear no truth

This is a world of great hate
but has a lot of love to share
A dominant place
or so we would like to believe

We live in a world of mystery
A world of lies
A world of wonders

I wake up in this world today and I think
"Is this paradise?"
"or is it our hell?"
Only I could imagine the world and see it as is
Only I could look at the world and see life

It's through these eyes
That I see the world as a whole.

We live in a world of mystery
A world of lies
A world of wonders

The only thing I see with this poem is the fourth stanza is a little short. Overall I think that you conveyed you thoughts very well and truthfully speaking the one who can see the world as paradise or hell is the one who is willing to step outside their shell and pursue life with No Fear! Nice job 59wayz!

Indeed, this is a very nice poem!

I happen to think this is the best one you've put up on AO so far. I like how you used the snow to state that people only see what they see and not what's truly there. Very good. ^_^

Kudos!!! ~S