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Sunbeams and periwinkle sky Birds chirping on the trees outside Cool, but soft wind's blowing Grass greening and not stopping Agh...the breath of fresh air of spring Feeling up my lungs to their full capacity Nature's becoming alive again Let's go out my dear friends ...But wait...THE CORONAVIRUS! Now we are bound to the inside Quaritine's up and running To save us from the deadly disease outside Oh why, oh why, coronavirus had you came Ruined my favorite, lovely season of the year You stole my Fridays and all of the fun You took my social life and threw out And now I am miserable at home While you're probably parading the streets Of Milan, Paris and basically the world. God I hope this ends soon enough Before I lose control and go nuts Feeling the pressures of inner conflicts And trying to escape from my own "logic" Where are my friends ?, I want to see them Unfortunately, that is not a possibility The world needs a break from the year's start Coronavirus, please...soon...be gone.
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Mar 24, 2020
Mar 24, 2020 at 5:25 PM UTC
Spring and who knows what else in 2020
Sunbeams and periwinkle sky Birds chirping on the trees outside Cool, but soft wind's blowing Grass greening and not stopping Agh...the breath of fresh air of spring Feeling up my lungs to their full capacity Nature's becoming alive again Let's go out my dear friends ...But wait...THE CORONAVIRUS! Now we are bound to the inside Quaritine's up and running To save us from the deadly disease outside Oh why, oh why, coronavirus had you came Ruined my favorite, lovely season of the year You stole my Fridays and all of the fun You took my social life and threw out And now I am miserable at home While you're probably parading the streets Of Milan, Paris and basically the world. God I hope this ends soon enough Before I lose control and go nuts Feeling the pressures of inner conflicts And trying to escape from my own "logic" Where are my friends ?, I want to see them Unfortunately, that is not a possibility The world needs a break from the year's start Coronavirus, please...soon...be gone.
This is more of a rant ,than a poem, though I really wanted to say some things and writing a poem about them, for me, is one of the best ways to relieve all of my not so nice feelings. The current situation in our world is the worst so far this year and I hope this will end soon , cause sitting at home is quite fine (well not for me , but for most of us) , but obviously the real issue is that people are dying , because of this horrible disease that just keeps on spreading. The only thing I can do about it is to spread awareness and do social distancing +stay at home as much as possible. I wish I could do more to help stop the disease, but I can't, though I'll definitely keep doing what I do, cause even the little contribution counts here.
Beatriciukes
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Mar 24, 2020
Mar 24, 2020 at 5:25 PM UTC
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