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Apr 7
Apr 7, 2026 at 4:26 AM UTC
As a brush in hand wipes the dust from the artifacts
Ancient worlds are discovered.
They don't lie dormant anymore
It can be found in museums for public
But what she feels
What she wants as a daughter
Wife
mother
Sister
Friend
Colleague
Won't come out
You know her Passions
Wishes
Goals and dreams
Lie deep in her heart
Unrecognized
And fossilized
Mar 23
Mar 23, 2026 at 1:55 AM UTC
We come in orange shirts
Picking up what you need from afar
We only see grumpy faces that say 'keep the
parcel there' and don't even smile or say thank
you
We try to find the location through GPS
and at times go off track which compels us to
hear their yelling for coming late
What can we do?
It was not done on purpose
Now think of going to the 7th or 8th floor
Can you please send a youngster to pick your
parcel?
It is exhausting to take the stairs after a long
drive
The elevators don't cooperate
Our knees and spines beg for rest
We ride and ride
For some extras
For the school fees
For our parents treatment
Sleepless
Hoping things will get better
One day
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Mar 19
Mar 19, 2026 at 12:11 PM UTC
While unknown pandemics and novel viruses shake the world
There is an illness in incognito mode,
Businessmen invest on it
Fake religionists pull the crowd with it
Media monetize it
Society tries to pull you down with it
It can shake your body
Choke your throat when you take the stage
It's called fear
It comes like an arrow aimed at you
In the form of words and deeds
Just put it in your back pocket and go to the next level.
Mar 17
Mar 17, 2026 at 11:16 AM UTC
You see me with novelty
But I was just dormant
My seniors
Bubonic plague
Small pox
Typhoid
Swine flu
Have taken all the space in the wall of fame
Virology gave me just a small space in its pages
But now
I decided to give a comeback
To this planet with a new normal
To add myself as an era to history.
I migrate from country to country
I'm indefatigable
None can discover my place of stay
I see people wash their hands
Like they have touched a wet paint that will not go until its washed
I can make the medical world go nuts
As I change my genomes like morphing shapes
Is there a way to curb me?
Yes.
You have to lock youself inside your house,
Counting the days left to go back to normal
My ears are flooded with the cries of the world but I am numb
Numb to their feelings
If you turn on your tv
You'll enter into the world of madness made by me.
Share markets stumble
Work life crumbles
All social beings grumble
Noone to pray in the temple
Incase if you wanna hear my name
I am Corona
Air's colonizer.
Mar 17
Mar 17, 2026 at 11:15 AM UTC
As a brush in hand wipes the dust from the artifacts
Ancient worlds are discovered
They don't lie dormant anymore
It can be found in museums for public
But what she feels
What she wants as a daughter
Wife
mother
Sister
Friend
Colleague
Won't come out
You know
Her Passions
Wishes
Goals and dreams
Lie deep in her heart
Unrecognized
And fossilized
Mar 17
Mar 17, 2026 at 11:13 AM UTC
When there are different colors in a rainbow
You accept it with a bow,
When the same colour is on someone's face,
Why call them a different race?
Everyone's colour of blood is red
Then why discrimination is fed?
Why do you teach your children besides
That some of their friends must be cast aside?
Everyone is created by God's law
Without a flaw.
Then why should you be an outcast
Because of your caste?
We are all humans
So let's be humane
Apr 25, 2020
Apr 25, 2020 at 12:09 PM UTC
As it has been told,
China has got cold
And has made the whole world sneeze
Thus making everything around me freeze
Is this too one of God's play?
Was what I heard people say
Each and every day
One or the other becomes a prey
We cannot give a hand
As it is the only way to withstand
But let us be beacons of light
At this hour where everything has gone out of sight
And the time has come
For us to sing 'we will overcome'
Apr 24, 2020
Apr 24, 2020 at 3:20 AM UTC
People don't even smile,
And it hurts for a while
They say it with a command 'keep it there'
But we don't think it's fair
Sometimes we land up in a wrong place,
Because of which we can't maintain the pace
We at times take the steps,
When we don't even have a bit of pep
While some take a jolly ride,
It is written on our heads that we must stride
And we are looking forward to the day,
When our pains will go away.
Apr 23, 2020
Apr 23, 2020 at 12:33 PM UTC
