Nature's cruel paw played the
foul game.
Devastating thousands life
in mess.
Moving with a dissipated image
Of future ahead,
the stumbling block halted
them to bleed & cry.
Earth's holy place now filled with
distorted view.
Serene beauty entrapped with
stench, shy, mourn and dust.
Its each particle and rocks
bears its own tale.
Hunger, pain & loss trapped them
tears chocked!
Life's motion jerked
In its pace.
Mute Himalayas cracked hill
Waiting eagerly to invigorate
a fresh lease of life.
Yes! Nature's nefarious act
resuscitate them to impel
to awake with a bleeding past...
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