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Devil's Rule

Writer: Hashtag Kalakar
Hashtag Kalakar
Jan 9, 2025
1 min read

Updated: Jul 14, 2025

By Shreshtha Srivastava


When arrives the night,

The devil comes to the light.

It is not about the dress,

He doesn’t care what she wears. 

When humanity dies,

Lust in him grows inside.

He has a heart so black,

He leaves a scar bloody red.

The candle march after the sin, 

Cannot bring back the girl,

She has always been.

A candle march cannot stop,

The devil from committing another sin. 


By Shreshtha Srivastava



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