Light flows on dusty streets,
but not the light of sunshine.
Thunders overtake the giggles in the air,
but it is not the rain that follows.
Destiny has decided who will survive
and who will lay lifeless and blind.
But no one can answer on
the question why?
There is sadness pulsing in hundreds of eyes
and plain rage beating in sore hearts.
The charm of joy has expired and
the strength can only fade away to a prayer.
Prayers and deepest condolences to all those who have lost
relatives or been injured in the bomb blasts in Mumbai.
© 2011 Broken Sparkles