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  • Akhand Singh is a writer by chance. He grew up in a small town Jabalpur, in Madhya Pradesh, India. He has a passion towards writing poetry, and short stories. He has written six short stories. And is making a debut with his book: The Slip Of Me this year.

Silently Screaming

A few wolves, a few fox Life is running in circles Something I was, something I used to be In this moment, where is that memory ? A glimpse of the future, but stuck with the lore of past Silently screaming, my mind, my heart and my beliefs Wanting something so bad, if its only … Continue reading

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Tale

Thinking of what of us will become All I will ever ask, isn’t it a miracle of how far we’ve come ? Long days turning into nights We had the world against us, yet our love sufficed There is this comfort in this moment That we are nothing but a short tale of emotions Drifting … Continue reading

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A New Adventure

Lay waste to those weary days In the past they have already submerged Few more steps and there is a new future A light waiting for you to digress There is nothing wrong in digressing In-fact its a beginning of a new adventure.   © Akhand Singh, 2017 © An Empty Glass, 2017  

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Working Hard

I haven’t been this strange in ages Thinking about the minuscule possibilities Round and round with the chain saw Cutting, chopping, shaping the edges Working my way up, the hard life Embracing the struggle as integral And thinking of what else, what else is left to do. © Akhand Singh, 2017 © An Empty Glass, … Continue reading

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Steps

Have you ever retraced your steps ? Going to the north and then to the south Turning to the west and may be to the east And then pausing, shrugging with confusion Forgetting what you were doing, coming to ease Thinking about the time you first kissed Then walking into the memory of your first … Continue reading

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Love Song

It’s cold out here, a winter not like before And I am just looking at you Thinking how I did not have you afore Isn’t life a surprise A beautiful charm, miracle waiting to happen Some say it’s love, some says its a stupid emotion I am not confused, I know what it is In your … Continue reading

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Start Again

In the urge to understand your heart I drifted to this empty bottle and this pain Looking for something I did not follow I sink into this depth, the heart of hollow Would you save me ? Do you know, I like my past and my sins Like nothing that ever made sense So can … Continue reading

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Fickleness

In this moment, the moment of confusion There is this world on my palm Fragile and conserved. I waive my hand to this abyss And I wonder if there is someone as little as me on this earth Was I supposed to be this confused A little reckless and recluse How am I stuck here … Continue reading

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Sledged

If only we were similar, you and me I would think of a better world And in this moment of disparity I would be something else than the dirt Here to the world listening to us I have a question, question I must What are we? Bones, flesh or a soul? Twisted? Corrupted? Insanely bold? … Continue reading

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Iron Bar

I feel the heat, the melting of my flesh And here I am, in the furnace burning my fears For what life is worth, I am still alive, I am still here I am happy now, escaping my shadows Realizing the its over, that I am done drinking my sorrows And from here life is … Continue reading

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