The Defeated Shadow
A Anjandev Roy
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I was alone
In the deserted room,
The shadow appeared
In my abrupt vision,
His sad and gloomy eyes
Clearly revealed to me that
He was the defeated shadow of the imaginative world,
Still he firmly held the great sceptre
With his defeated hands,
It was unusual,
I was deeply impressed with his character,
My eyes began to glitter,
Soon I depicted him
In the immortal page of history
With my powerful ink.
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