If We Were Able To Change Roles With Some Other

One day I’ll be a daughter to my mother

Another day a renowned writer going to meet my new publisher

I would interchange roles with my rival

Taking revenge on something petty trivial

I would be the unseen villain

Without doing anything I would earn a trillion

I would cause bloodshed to anyone who came in my way

A true word I would never say

But soon my time with my nefarious acts would be over

No matter how much on this fact I hover

Sooner or later, I would be evaded of this boon

And wouldn’t be able to change roles with the astronaut who went to moon

What goes around always comes around

You cant escape from life after giving someone a deep wound

By Krisha Nijhawan