Once an innocent soul

teased and tormented,

by her friend named enemies

Decided to stop enduring,

And changed herself for she

thought was better.

And the same happened

Bold and fierceness took place,

For every tat, tit was done.

And it does stopped.

But little did she knew

The innocent heart was left behind

far enough to ever catch away

Devil scored and the angels lost.

~Diksha Tiwari

Bihar, India