It was the one who knows how to destroy, and the people tend to enjoy
Destroy of not others, but of me & for the relief, I preferred to bend on knee
It always created a bundle of problem For this, one can create an album
When I preferred to skip I realise it has a strong grip & then it flip by taking a ride in ship A ship of anger that was my challenger.
It was the one, who knows how to destroy. It was my hate, having a big gate that always ate my served plate.
By : Anjali Satyarthi
Poetry-a wonderful soul 