Everybody Waits for a Miracle


Twisting desires and complexities of life

We struggle everyday with the confused mind

Sitting in the dark, the room so lone

We drink for few mind gobbling skills yet to hone

Everybody waits for a miracle

Some to fix the broken arm and some the broken ankle

But nothing appears out of the dark

Only a dark shadow holding on to an endless dark power

Yet who cares about the confused mind

After all we get some free juicy advice

Miracle might seem real but it might be a myth

It’s the question to be asked moreover an answer that would fit

Yet everybody waits for a miracle

And with a hope we live in a fiddle

~ An Empty Glass

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2 Responses to “Everybody Waits for a Miracle”
  1. Molly Mehra says:

    Hey Akhand,
    loved this poem esp. the lines:

    “Miracle might seem real but it might be a myth

    It’s the question to be asked moreover an answer that would fit”

    I was going thru ur blog, you do a great job here…:)

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