The Battle | Nikita Aggarwal

I won't let the enemies burn my country,
Oh thy mother ! You don't worry,
Your son is here
Above the fears...

Amidst the sand black and blue,
You will be licking failure and flu,
Oh you enemies,
Thy are now here,
"INDIA" will be on your lips
With thunder and stew...

Let's play with bombs,
They are your favorite, isn't it?
every missile of my artillery is saying-
"I don't want to waste myself on this asshole,
but...I will churn him into pieces ",
my bullet on the heat,
speaking about melting you down,
with your skin craving for water,
thy soul will rome around your town...

With every wave slurring upon,
my blood shed many more tears,
how can I leave you alive,
when you are the reason behind all the triggers,
Rest in Peace,
AMEN
with this bullet
move towards your destination...

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Author’s Bio

Nikita Aggarwal

Nikita Aggarwal is a young passionate writer from India. She is pursuing her Bachelor’s degree in commerce from Delhi University. She is also an ardent daily blogger who regularly writes for IU e-Magazine for both Hindi and English languages. She is also known for her spectacular Hindi.
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