A few days back, 11th July bomb blasts brought the most happening city of India to a halt. A halt, which abolished lives and daunted humankind...a halt, which was mighty enough to agitate our spirits and made us lookup within ourselves. For looking up for the answer to the question, "for how long, this terrorism will keep terrifying innocent and scaring humanity?" The same feeling is expressed here in form of few poetic words here:

In the evening hours of bloodshed,
the lives were lost; air was red.
Satanic verses played cacophonies,
and stopped healthy lives' journeys.
Raging sorrow flooding the sky,
devil left us all to cry...
Read it completely from The Cron: Periodical Notifier