Years and years gone , What for the life,
Define no one can.
Some thing is missing, Some thing is missing,
cried my soul.
while rest, to mine tension less.
Close eyes, my head and back touch the wall.
What he wants, satisfy in what for,
Not know he or not know anyone.
Get it, what did expect once,
Peace not in but another expect in.
O God ! How made the souls?
Not peace after reaching the goal.
Not knew another aim waiting.
Not peaceful sleep, not peaceful time gone,
All times busy with fighting.
Cried soul ,
Some thing is missing, Some thing is missing.
©zaklami
Z