March 1
That noisy sounds
Of the new ceiling fans
Fighter jets and missile intercepts
Circling of them like a sky fans
Sounds like a old rust
Causing skies in dust
Watching in frightening thoughts
With grit, hope n positive prayers
Some noises can be deafening
Waiting them to subside with ending
This too shall pass
As Prayers go up n fears come down 🫶🫰
#UmasreeRaghunath
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