Twenty-Seven Something

Twenty-Seven something is what I am now Aged and groomed Perplexed and lightened Struggling through the times of hair loss and wrinkles I am still here, digging deep into this life that I have unraveled Sometimes drowned and sometimes died I have existed into the amidst of sulfuric eyes © Akhand Singh, 2015 © An … Continue reading

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Edges

Faith that we hold on to, is complex and turmoil, yet transparent than a breath, I guess it is because of the strong bounds of choices that we make everyday, the choices that makes us who we are and who we can be eternally. It is nothing but like a memory that gives you a taste … Continue reading

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