Witch

She is watching me
as if, I were dying
in my deathbed.

She is still watching me
as if, I were a joker

She is speaking to me
as if, I were ‘satan’

she is.

All the nights and days,
I am tired with what
she says. maybe she has been
haunted by devil. she has
turned herself into, a witch.

She is killing my time
and as I am broke,
all my life, what I gave
is empty and hollow, she said.

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