The new Days and new Night
A series of seasons has ended,
The emotions are on their peak…
The broken walls cannot be mended,
And the heart cannot speak…
Life has changed in just a few hours,
For it was beautiful with you…
But now it’s like a dull wine of ours,
With which the parties seems ending in a bus stop queue…
The clock have been seized,
It’s dull and the motion is still…
Without you I know my world is like being deceased,
I can’t help it any more, even a help that may be little…
© Akhand Singh, 2014 © An Empty Glass, 2014
Akhand Singh 