Demolition Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

You wounded me fiercely in your bright day,
Blood is still oozing from my wounds,
It's fresh and living,
You are complacent thinking that you have curbed my spirit,
But you are a fool,
You have cut down my branches only but not my indomitable root,
It may be small still it is strong and vigorous enough.
Every drop of blood from my wounds that you have caused is important,
The collective pain and torment of these wounds has infuriated my soul
And it is ready to take revenge against you with all its power and hatred,
I am a little root now but my inner strength is enormous,
I will certainly demolish you in the fiercest way soon
And you will be seen nowhere in this sphere again.