Soulful Agents

Posted by akhandsi on July 16, 2015 · 2 Comments 

Aren’t we the inventors, the discoverers? Carving out the statues of life Falling in love, and falling in desires Aren’t we amazed of the complexities of life? Trying to fix things, that’s what keeps us occupied Who are we really? Deep down into the core, there is a silence The blood of diversities and a … Continue reading →

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Strangeness

Posted by akhandsi on February 22, 2015 · 3 Comments 

Strangeness, this world is full of it Where do these complexities come from? Is it the free will or the lack of acceptance Twisted turns and tinder emotions Is it a fault in our stars That we love, we care But we don’t embrace it, as ours. © Akhand Singh, 2015 © An Empty Glass, 2015

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