Lost In The Air Poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma

O Mahadev! When will it stop!
The pain, the cries, the sighs.
The loss, the song dirge,
The never-ending disappearance in the deep.
O Mahadev! When will this stop!
The vanished euphoric ecstasy.
The wailing cries of orphan children.
The sudden loss of the darling ones.
O Mahadev! When will this stop.
The empty faces, terrifying flash,
Ring a bell of departing voyages,
Seeing but not being seen, above being,
O Mahadev! When will this stop!
Hang between birth and death,
Nothing brings from the before, no message;
The serpents' tear like inferno along the beach,
O Mahadev! When will this stop!