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In the world of briciaibac

Of glee and triumph

She scoured for a enlivened day

With a drop of bric -a- bac of felicity

With a single drop of jollity.

 

She hankered for the crown

Of the Queen of Happiness

God conquered her yen

And gifted her the crown

Of Queen of Agony.

 

Failure began to spread over her

As a mirage for forage

Naiad began to hunt her as a flood

Emotionally , deeply and worsely

For no reason without a solution.

 

She cried louder & louder

Hope & expectations in her faded

She stood in a tizzy for hours &hours

A tumult frisked in her inner soul

Between optimism & pessimism.

 

Then that damsel tackle to love

The non paraeil trauma of life

Wore the crown of pessimism

Animated her life from grief

with the garlands of pessimism

Animated her life with relief.

 

Now she can announce her title

_ The Queen of Agony

Enthusiastically ,with an exhilaration

Yes , The Queen of Agony

Rules over the trauma of life

Defeated the affliction of life.

 

After all,she inaugurated her kingdom

Of wisdom & her own happiness

Exhibited a satisfaction

Through throwing out the soreness

Of atrophy with the trophy

Of her strong mind .

 

She roared louder & louder –

I’m the Queen of Agony

I’m the princess of my life

I believe in myself

No pain can conquer me anymore

Yes ,I’m the Queen of Agony.

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Akshaya Thulasi🌹