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ann-delorme
ann-delorme
70/F/Pune, Maharashtra, India. I am an artist as well as a poet. I love doing both.
I once thought, death do us part      but it did not, my love      you are immortal, deep within me      watching me through the eyes         of the sculptures we cast together.       I will never forget the morning       you lay still and cold beside me       arms that once hugged, hanging       lifelessly by your side, eyes shut,       lips closed to beautiful words       you conjured effortlessly       lips and eyes of endless love       for the world around you       you were love and love you shall remain.
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Nov 13, 2020
Nov 13, 2020 at 3:44 PM UTC
My Love
Deserted streets, checkpoints everywhere birds return, the air is clear and fresh. The city breathes again, the lockdown begins, people quarantined in their homes afraid to encounter an invisible enemy. Corona stalks the streets, she has her way mutates to cheat the seekers of a remedy to the lethal evolution wrought by her. She plays the numbers game better than an economist, the stock market crashes, companies go bankrupt, the mortality rate soars. She is implacable. Churches, mosques and temples are deserted all prayer silenced not a whisper heard as the living die a lonely death. Corona gambles her numbers game, she has her finger on the pulse of 102 year old woman who survives Corona’s kiss of death. Why leave 102, but not 24 question the specialists, the virologists. I choose the victim, not you I am the catalyst to change the landscape, the city will breathe again, birds chirp in the trees while the lockdown begins and ends with me.
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Oct 27, 2020
Oct 27, 2020 at 4:57 PM UTC
The City breathes again