Demon I came from the hell dark isolated from rest of the worldI am called by different names, depending upon the place from where you cameFor some I am bad ,which makes me gladFaith made me what I am,which makes me more gladIf you try to change me, change your self first and highlight the incidents which makes you the worstAnd you think upon them again and again and create the power to resist the world againSo now we can talk, rather to break the lock make it more worse ,worse than hellAnd ring the bell of hellBut we forgot that the mighty God is still alive,he changes everything wrong to rightOur hope was broken, broken into piecesOur eyes became wet ,wet than waterWe changed our mind and became kindAs we knew that we would have to pay high in the coming time
By vismaya Santosh
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