singing, lost in my world
nothing seems important anymore
i've gone through too many times that were sore
life on this world has become a bore
...
Why does everyone try to convince me that nothing is impossible
I find that phrase unbearable
Its not that i don't agree
...
on a fine autumn day
the leaves rustle and rustle
some fall to the ground
and some just whistle
...
I decided to take a break from my hefty life
just to take a deep breath and a glimpse of the world
it struck me then i just realised
my life is completely useless'
...
I sense the time pass by slower than usual
while I lie down facing the sky, relaxing forever
life has been good; I finally admit
it has its own hurdles I've learnt to calmly permit
...
When i lost you i thought of good times
i knew life wouldn't be the same
no more days where time just flies
i know i am the one to blame
...
Singing
singing, lost in my world
nothing seems important anymore
i've gone through too many times that were sore
life on this world has become a bore
it feels so soothing and relaxing here
my surrounding has been never so clear
your poems are the great gift of imagination, good.