Fukushima-The Water Grave Poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma

Plundered one and all in the silence tight;
Devastated the world and joyous dream;
Invaded all round ruthlessly, no body to fight;
As water graves floating on a stream;
No one was left to mourn and shed tears,
O memory, hope, love is drowned for years.

O dream! now turned sour, too sour, too sad to tweet,
Whose awakening would be in dark Paradise,
Where souls devoid of joy and love abide and meet;
Where teary, swollen, longing eyes;
Watch the horrific and death roar,
That water deluge, gushing in, lets out no more.

Yet death come to me in my life, that I may live;
My very life again though as cold as death:
Come back to me to lighten my world, that I may brim;
If keep on looking back to breath for breath:
bound to miss the road ahead below,
As soon as near and dear, and forget what long ago.