The Hasty Missile(Man) Poem by hema anjali

Flew into the sky, the Missile so high,
Piercing the hearts all through,
Leaving his maiden Tech
all alone in her blooming teens.

Raised by glorious fame
Up above the sky, the Missile,
Darted to the abode unreached,
Ignoring the earth flood in tears.

Came as a sweet dream,
The Lord of Dreams,
Made alive his dreams
And vanished as a dream!

Service in wait here,
Still elder bro of One to Ten Square in wait,
Hastily the Missile drew
His untimely flight.

Must come down, O, the Soul of Millions,
To help our dreams come true! !