The bond of trust weakens
with every breath I take
the wait is too long
the want is too much.
To have taken that leap again
only to scratch the other side
falling again in the dark pit
misery in pursuit once more.
I cling on to every step
the ladder of hope falls away
her face growing distant each second
the darkness growing once again.
Is it bad luck or just me
am I even destined to be happy
if not then let me know
what destiny has in store for me.
Am I to be satiated once more
not by love, only lust
end the pretence just now
let there be no more lies.
I wish to fall if I’m meant to
freely, without the fear of hurt
to be free from the realm of love
to be only in the arms of lust…
Kinshuk Kashyup
Sir Padampat Singhania University, Udaipur
kinshukkashyup@gmail.com
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'Campus Writing' 