You Called Back Your Supreme Creation.
You snatched my goddess of love and affection.
You snatched my goddess of diction.
You snatched my goddess of any inspiration.
You snatched the department's elation.
But you cannot snatch from me her lessons.
You cannot snatch from me her perceptions.
You cannot snatch from me her recollection.
She was your one of the supreme creation
So you have the right to collection.
I think there must void a highest position
So you called back your supreme creation.
©️Satyam
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