Three nights
Three nights of three wonderful smiles
A drop of sugar and the world goes rhyme
How much did you drink tonight?
Not much, a few of that and a few of this
I smile, thinking of my abyss
Rolling on to the floor then I laugh
This world and its magical stars
My future and the past hour
Three nights of three wonderful lives
Dreaming of dreams, the drowsy eyes
© Akhand Singh, 2015 © An Empty Glass, 2015