Sky Is Falling

Sky seems to be flooded and falling With distress signals and calling Aimlessly roam as foreign objects Slowly loosing their heights and become reject We are large family and galaxy of stars, Look so close but miles far Never falling but staying close Always smiling and ready to pose We have remained as closely guarded Many praises and nicely worded Thousands and thousands still unknown Few of them have been hardly known We are distinct and never collide Some of us may drift and slightly slide Leave high rays with friction of seconds Does not harm earth even for moments What these foreign elements search here? Knowing not what and go to where? Loosing heights and blinding path Always hazards for sky and earth Debris may fall as sky waste Danger imminent and not rest Consequences rare but always looming Back to earth as homeward coming Nothing can serve as good purpose How can artificial suggest ideal propose? Failed to recognize universe as such What more is needed to know very much Almighty around but no one knows With slight pain eyes are raised with frown brows Sky may look as if falling It may remain and always calling