Are you out there?
In this world so cold
There is this loneliness
And a scarcity of life
Are you out there?
Are you waiting for me?
I am blind as I am deaf
Walking on a path so dead
Brown lifeless grasses and forests.
I am here, waiting for you
Are you out there?
Are you waiting for me?
Oh! This journey, this tiresome smile
I am sad and broken
Dragging my soul from ground to ground
I am still waiting for you
You who are my healer
But Are you out there?
Are you waiting for me?
© Akhand Singh, 2015 © An Empty Glass, 2015