Zing Of My Life

My imagination has reached its highest peak

Explaining the world what it can't be.

But deep down inside me

I know what it is and what it can be.

I don't know how I have been carried away

By the things so far

Or correctly to say

How I have been carrying the things so far.

With a burden of guilt, sorrow

And my mind full of war.

Spending hours below the sky,

Going through the same thought every night..

That when I will get through the sight,

To get the Zing of my Life.

The cool breeze, the summer twilight ,

Touches my skin and gives me insight..

That my serenity will lately

But surely get a Life.