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Mar 2020
I am  alone at home in a single room
Peoples of my native I see at a glance
Dark is dancing with full of gloom
Unseen Corona craves human existence
The universe now as a burning red zone
Evils are scolding from pole to poles
I am disgruntled and vitilate backbone
Fear and tear for the erratic human souls

How I always seem happy and peaceful
Thousands are closed their eyes forever
No hope could be seen that become cool
Nothing need to express more and never

O' Lord how long I stay in an  Quarantine
Save us, as we stand on the morbid  line
Nurul Hoque
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Nurul Hoque  55/M/Bangladesh
(55/M/Bangladesh)   
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