Below the blue sky

On the mother land

Lays my body

Unable to move

When I am alive.......

To Prove am alive

My sense does the job

I can hear

Deathly cries,howling on high note

From far away land

Unable to locate 

Where it originated....

I can sense

Many persons-

Laying like me

Murmuring in pain

Searching for helping hands..

Now able to see

People move around

Looking like angels

Descended from heaven

With their angelic concern

To attend people like me....

Slowly but steadily

My mind blurred and-

My eyes drifted into

Pitch dark making me faint.....

Opened my eyes

After a needle prick

Oh! Injection exclaimed my mind

Now could sense

My whole body aching.....

While Moving me

In a stretcher

Saw the bus

I traveled

With stains of blood

Of innocent people....

O my Three Eyed one

Cant you see

Innocent people weep

Seeing dear ones

Engulfed by fire-------

O my Three Eyed one

Cant you turn

Cellphones to Ash- and

Apply on you

Instead of my dear ones???