In the tunnel's dark embrace, no companion near, A lone battle to fight, facing the shadow's jeer.

A war in the depths, a struggle profound, Breaking barriers of color, on battlegrounds unbound.

Amidst the darkness, a spark of hope, Mountains challenged, no limits to cope.

They tried with machines advanced and skilled, Yet, every attempt failed, hope nearly killed.

A collective prayer rose, a plea to Mahadev, To guide their efforts, the workers to save.

Hail to Mahadev, the mighty and divine, Whose grace they sought, in this desperate line.

For 17 days, a fierce campaign, Eyes fixed on the tunnel's domain.

Good news arrived in the auspicious hour, Breaking through, triumph and power.

With Mahadev's grace, a miracle unfurled, 41 trapped souls rescued, in the underworld.

A tale of courage, an epic unfold, Glory of Mahadev, forever told.

In the face of despair, they found their way, Mahadev's blessings, a guiding ray.

Hail to Mahadev, the savior profound, In the tunnel's depths, where hope was found.