Conflicted
Here I am, in a conflict with my other half
Stuck in the thoughts of future and of the past
Questioning the motives, the judgments of heart
Fighting the battle of character with my arms apart
Looping in the drama of blood and of aghast
Trespassing the properties, the journey long lost
Scarred on love, culture, respect and cast
Forced into the conflict to be right or selfless at last
© Akhand Singh, 2015 © An Empty Glass, 2015