Making Sense

  In this world, where we are Nothing but some tiny art Thinking and counting stars Where ever and whatever we are We don’t care about the scars When we are being dragged apart Into the abyss of broken hearts We are dreaming back to the start. © Akhand Singh, 2016 © An Empty Glass, 2016 Advertisements

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Glorious Rides

Every night I gaze at the stars The glittering joys, the bon-fire of our hearts Together we are the one heart of life Humming the romance of our glorious rides The glittering candles the soulful perfume Embrace this moment for we are about to zoom © Akhand Singh, 2016 © An Empty Glass, 2016

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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 … Continue reading

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A Beautiful Life

Here we are impatient and reckless Sitting by the moon, dreaming of us Counting stars and these endless hours It’s strange and amazing as it gets Sailing on this boat of love We are already sinking to the lust This sensualness is prime on our mind Like neutrons we are ready to collide I am … Continue reading

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Be Alive

Oh this journey of a thousand years Breaths of struggles and breaths of fears Tears of sorrows and tears of happiness Smiles of goodbyes and smiles of hellos We ran, we walked and we crawled Look around and look back You and I have come so far Farther than all the glittering stars So don’t … Continue reading

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Strangeness

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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