Even at the urge of death

that relation never dies

And with all our powers

In order to survive we always try

To go on in life

There are a number of laps

And efforts are required not only hap

The moment it breaks

It takes your breath away

Then to proceede with emotions

It becomes difficult to find a way

Without a relation our soul is lacerated

and then to live a life ahead our body is capitulated

It is the only strength

That kindle’s the spark of love

And makes the body fly as dove

© Akhand Singh, 2008 © An Empty Glass, 2008

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