By Arushi Agarwal
365 demons killed me.
I seem to have cracked 365 deals with my sealed lips as if I am hitting the darts of my sorrow to narrow the spaces between us
365 claws causing me to be horrified of my death.
365 minutes of burning my furious eyes and telling the skies
Hey, listen, do you still want to yell my name to your rulers?
Oh, you have killed
the masterpiece of your supporter
365 emotions and lakhs of hearts, sorry dear devils, you have hurt them all at once.
365 shelters have dropped from heaven to save the fighter in me, I am bound to tell you dear, you lost the power of reality
365 stains made on the ground of holy kings as they are now thinking they can revive me.
365 crowns snatched from the hands of the kingdom
365 kingdoms are hacked of their privacy.
365 emperors are asking you, are you rejoicing in this pain?
365 claims you made wishing for me to be back to rule the kingdom again,
Sorry dear kinsmen, I‘ll be back soon
By Arushi Agarwal
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