Bowing My Head Further Down

Discern the ideals of my heart! I am a seeker who seeks nothing I am beggar who does not beg for anything Fathom the mysteries in me I am a devotee drifting from door to door I am a wanderer, roaming from one land to another Bowing my head even further down I come to this … Continue reading

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Free Yet Bounded

This sickness, the desire of flesh and pleasure. Is it curable? Is it real? Born into the generation of speed and restlessness. Am I confused and lost? What is love? Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.   It does not dishonor others, it is … Continue reading

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This Is Our Part

They call us fools Young generation breaking up all the rules Serious about relationships and believers of love We are this and we are proud of that I don’t see how this is complicated Weren’t to prosper, the society was created This is it, this is our part We fall in love, not with mind … Continue reading

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Tonight

Cold and warm is this night I look at you, we are perfect tonight Tipsy and shaken, hiding from the light Broken and lonely with a song of cry I touch you when you ask You touch me and I break my mask Isn’t it justified, the likeness we hold It’s you what I want … Continue reading

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I am still here

Where do you run when there is nothing visible? Do you think about it? or do you cry loud hoping that someone will hear you out? I have always wondered, what is life after death, and then after a brief moment I question “Is there any?”. Beliefs are a little limited right now, I stand … Continue reading

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Spring

Glittering sky is on my mind Spring is here I am new and old as once I was Breathing heavy yet slowly to look around I am alive right at this moment Yes right at this moment. © Akhand Singh, 2015 © An Empty Glass, 2015

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Morning Glory

Colors of life, laughters of friends This is it, the life I have always dreamt There is nothing better than this A good night sleep and a bright day streak The engrossing plans of weekends And the funniest of jokes cracked open. I am creating memories … © Akhand Singh, 2015 © An Empty Glass, 2015

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Greed of Bigger Dreams

Wrapped in the silk of bigger dreams Are we here to stay or to fly away A lot of comforts but scarcity of love Plethora of opportunities but no celebrations Was this our destiny? the fate of this century Or was it just a wrong choice, the guilt of this lone soul You know, do you … Continue reading

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Sketches

The curves and the edges Beautiful drawings all over my mind Some black and some white Charcoaled and rubbed to the light There is nothing beautiful than this art We look at something, we draw it as ours Sketches of you and sketches of me Few thoughts just hanging on that tall tree © Akhand Singh, … Continue reading

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