Seeking After

I’m seeking not for a primrose path,
Not for a life that destiny makes a wrath,
Seeking  for my own ways
That keeps me from bad deeds always.

I’m looking for a splendid, imposing life
   A journey of cumbersome nature,
With whole lot of doubts and strifes,
Yet they to go away in some of life’s hours.

I’m looking for a life unprecedented,
Where a magic kind of thing gives glow to it,
I’m looking for a new, fresh life, gregarious and social,
Where the heart finds joy, and glory it begets,
Living the life of saintly, and all.
Copyright: Welkin siskin