In the bloodshed hours

Yesterday, Mumbai bomb blasts and bloodshed, caused abolishment of so many assets called life; so many miseries called orphaning, and lack of support for a mob. Heart sobs to hear all this and make us contemplate why on earth these bastards called terrorist enjoy impunities after giving rise to turbulence to calm rainy breezes of a city breathing fresh after so many disasters.

Hail Mumbaikars, for their speed of lives, their instinct for living, and prosperity… and these are my few words expressing my emotions:

In the evening hours of bloodshed,

the lives were lost; air was red.

Satanic verses played cacophonies,

and stopped healthy lives' journeys.

Raging sorrow flooding the sky,

devil left us all to cry,

Emotions tend to reach too high,

to exact revenge before tears dry.

Why on earth, an innocent dies?

Tell me reason, O' thou pries.

O Heavens, shower blessings to alive,

for devil's love is just to deprive,

deprive of life, deprive of bread,

deprive of love, deprive of head.

We, the living, will impoverish the evil,

when we come against them, acting rebel.

God strengthen us, expanding our

reaches...

and may earth welcomes tranquil breezes.

- Cron