Akhand Singh

I look around deep into the darkness

The fear of losing sweats me out of my kindness

There is a coward in every one of us

The dark, yellow eyed demonic milksop

But aren’t there light where suffice the desires?

And aren’t there the will and the motivation of an immortal fighter?

I guess that is why I am still alive

Running, walking and dragging on the journey to survive

“One more round, one more step”

It’s you who motivates me chanting that verse

You who reads my sufferings and tears

And hold me strong in your arms like a mother.