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- A Few Hundered Words February 29, 2016
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  Strange as it is, we often find ourselves stuck in the dilemma of either to tell the truth or not. …Continue reading →
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- Certainties Of Uncertainties August 3, 2015
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  June 21 2015 Slipping into the coma of choices, I wonder where is the right answer. For hours, I gaze …Continue reading →
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  Good-byes are always hard, no matter how good the journey had been, when it comes to bid good-bye your heart …Continue reading →
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Falling

Posted by akhandsi on October 1, 2015 · Leave a Comment

Falling I am falling Into this ocean holding my breath Sinking in to the ally of lust Diving the depth, looking at your face I am in love, the unending race Dreams of dream and of love Sweet melodies and promises of dove Falling, I am falling into your arms The closer I get, the … Continue reading →

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Chaotic Love

Posted by akhandsi on July 11, 2015 · Leave a Comment

Love, is it not sweet and passionate The wanderer and the predetermined Sinking with the sail of dawn And drifting with the wind of dusk Love, is it not a dream of lust A spell of kiss, the pride of a huge chest The fragrance of the earth so wet Chaotic yet promise of comforts. © Akhand … Continue reading →

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Margarita

Posted by akhandsi on May 15, 2015 · Leave a Comment

Margarita! Oh Margarita! Aren’t you that special one? Sweet and sour, curved and rough Oh Darling! You are all the fun Margarita! Oh Margarita! Aren’t you the bubbly one? Minty and delicious Scratching my core, damn it’s glorious. © Akhand Singh, 2015 © An Empty Glass, 2015

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