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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Like I was Always Here

The urge to cry, a smile of shy Walking up to my face, a search of a new race Rings of fire, the unquenched desire Wine of thought, the lust so lost I am here like I was before Like I was always here Dreaming of the feelings, the emotions of soul Running to catch … Continue reading

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