Chaos was all over the place,
Fear was filled inside the hearts;
It was fated,
The extinction of this land,
The destruction of Mankind,
How can a Mother not punish her child;
When he gets onto the wrong path?
It was fated,
Punishment for all of us,
For what we were doing since ages,
Despite knowing the consequences,
The sky was not crumbling that night,
It was wide arms of the Mother,
Craving for her children,
The Earth wasn’t shaking,
It was the quivering heart of that Mother,
Who could never bear a child getting hurt,
It were not tidal waves,
But unstoppable tears of Hers,
It was not storm,
But Her wailing;
Longing for her children,
It was fated,
We got drowned in Her tears,
Got buried in Her lap,
We embraced Her loving arms.
Losing our lives--
It was punishment for hurting her,
But becoming one in Her,
Was Her Motherly Love.