The Quarantined ..

Streets are noiseless
Winds are mute..
Doors closed,
windows those blinks,
Songs seems rhymless,
And some Empty notes of my  flute!

Our cancelled flights,
But not birds those who  fly..
'Some' doors still open
For flow of emotions..
Can u hear the songs,
Of those 'Two birds'
With lovely Rhymes and Notations..
Stays Together,
Though stay far away across An Ocean!!

#Dr. Abhijit