Where Is My Plane? Poem by S.D. TIWARI

On eighth March, it took off for Beijing.
Till now no trace of landing.
Where vanished, my flying plane?
It never touched Atlantic Ocean,
Has Bermuda triangle moved from place
or the plane has gone to space!
Has Authority of Aeronautics Space
of any other planet hijacked!
The whole word is sympathized.
Search operations, they did expedite.
Till date they have not got the clue.
Oh! we all saw hundreds of swans flew;
higher and higher and higher.
Of them, O Kind Lord! take care.
Let, them have peace and grace of You,
their kins vigor, relieved; to get through.