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My Take

Fatal bliss

Though 50 arms surrounded him,

Captured her 50 orchids.

Stood the Jew in cannonís mouth,

And the Nazi on the pavilion high, lamenting,

Their love a sea unshattering,

Covering the distance to where the shores lie.

Outbreaking the waves,

In the period of holocaust, Approached there, the God as it was called. ĎGodí we call the creator of humanity,

And it, the creator of barbarity.

To accomplish an evil aim desirous,

But for it, a great revenge. Outspoke it ó for you, a killer of Christ,

My eye canít see you alive. To punish your sins, this is the time,

For the sake of divine.

The infuriated lover, breaking the law,

Spat on the disguised diety, Asking it to state his felony. With no word to speak, But with a dagger of malice,

The stone-hearted demon, slayed her lover.

Disregarding his words,

She took the sword that massacred her lover, With hatred for the barbarian, craving to dwell merrily, at least in the bliss of heaven,Kissed the banned apple,

Meeting their fatal fate.

Ayushi Gupta
Class XI
DPS Patna