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Mar 2020
Shadow of vague awe is all over
death amuse all humans but game,
forced survivors to live in terror
as panic sitch began again,

This is the time of Apocalypse,
A pernicious disorder excited to nation,
which unfurl with great ease
cause humans to be in a state of confusion.

It’s Corona outbreak,
A deadly disease strucks
enforced to lockdown to avoid perils,
ruined connections who cared for one another
people gazed in awe at the dark tendrils.
Nature confiscate all revenge with cruel
men are helpless counting Zombies,
edify individual a lesson of existence
Or ready with near ones to buries,

The deadly Corona has in its full pace,
don’t be restless, shatter the fetters of Covoid;
Now coins cannot secure our entity
no machete can oppose against fate
the only way is to self-isolate.
Himanshu Bansal
Written by
Himanshu Bansal  27/M/Delhi
(27/M/Delhi)   
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