Again he came,
This time he was not the same,
Indeed he was completely different,
They could not recognise him
And gave him cosy shelter
In their own sphere,
It was an absolute heaven for him,
Stealthily he began his evil activities again
With extreme satisfaction.
Wicked mind firstly hides its all introduction; after all possesses everything slowly and destroys all
An amazing write dear Anjandev! Thanks for sharing....10++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
old HABITS DIE HARD you must be harder AAAAA RRRRRRRRRRRRRR