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Infallible Spirit and Steely Faith Will Eventually Ring Covid's Death Bell

Infallible Spirit and Steely Faith Will Eventually Ring Covid's Death Bell  In the Aftermath of Dreading Pandemic, Life Stuck At a Standstill... Fighting Out the Way Forward, Hoping to Get Back the Wounded Zeal. But Will the Peace Ever Return to Life from the Hell of Death?  While the Terribly Frightened Mind Seems Shell-Shocked, the Resolute Heart's Still Rock Solid With Plenty of Will.  Tough Times May Have Tested Millions of Blood... Wrecking Havoc All-Around and Unleashing Deadly Flood. But Can the Evil Eventually Destroy the Good for Good? Only Time Will Tell Whether Gods Win or Demons Will Die in the Pool of Blood! Whatever Happens, We, the Mankind, Will Fight the Devil to the Death... By Staying Calm, Strengthening Our Long Belief in Immortal's Faith. And Just Like Any Other Demon, Coronavirus Too Will Eventually Beg for Death... Having Lost the Battle Against Our Infallible Spirit and Steely Faith! By Rajesh Mishra 
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Pride for Patriotism at Stake Deeply Wounded Mother Groaning in Pain. Sons are out praying for selfish gain.  Love is drenched into the pool of blood, Bullets and bombs are bleeding lives in inhuman den.      Come on the voice of humanity is at stake. Pride for patriotism needs an urgent break.  Time to throttle bloody terror by the neck. Leave only the true prophet of Allah alive.  Slaughter every demonic live.  O the son of Mother India! Break the shackles of hypocrisy. Let there be no hyper-sensitive mercy.  For god sake; stand united for one voice.  Else, even death will deplore at your dual-policy.    R.K. Mishra
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                                                           Forgotten Memories  "Whenever I look back into the eyes of past, two things  stand out from the rest. The one that I really missed and the other that I couldn't win over despite giving my heart out. While some faded away with time, a few stubborn stills remained alive."  Where have the long cherished moments gone, Hid into the stars or lost in early dawn. The long due solace has finally deserted; What I have been living for as my own...!  Ohh...forgotten memories...either completely fade away, Or continue to prick the mutilated heart while I pray. My goodness... stop stimulating the haunted; ...