a poem by Sidharth Kumar

Just back from the war of love
An armed soldier, me
Cold defeat against the animosity
All rising within you
No shelling designed to get it down
To burst the hatred
And sour mountain standing in my way
Its me alone
Versus the odd timings of my destiny
Places I fell
Injured and hurt this heart was
With heads down
Am back with the world laughing
Failing to win you
This ain’t what a soldier desires
Since we met
Its difficult to forget you honey
But for my love
Would trespass boundaries you build
Crawl fields
A hope to reach and grab you in arms
Keep my fights on
No matter how dusty and exhausted
Not until I die
Wishing that someday this soldier will win!!!!!