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Avy Gaile Jun 27
Remember when you used to be so close?
Your hands only reaching mine
but already touched my soul.
Now I couldn’t even breathe in your way.
When did the world become this cruel?

I miss the way you feel.
How you used to send chills down my spine.
How nothing else matters
whenever our bodies intertwine.

You’re just inches away.
But feel like a million miles apart.
How did we end up like this?
I want a restart.


Living without you, I guess I have to learn how.
Our hearts cannot be together anymore,
it’s my new normal now.
it ***** when your love language is physical touch
Enslaved and encaged for uncountable days and years,
They treated us like animals.
Those brutal hands tried to crush the mob to the vile dust
Lately though....we woke up.. from the slumber....
Then they couldn't stop the reawakened mob from seeking freedom.

The fresh air was ours again
The land was once again restored to build our own nests
We were free.

Sadly
Yet again..an invisible bug has encroached our land
Trying to test our patience
Yet again....we are enslaved
Yet again....our air is not safe to breathe

Can we gain our freedom back?

We can...
We can...
Yes....we can

Stand for yourself
Stand for your family
Stand for your country
This time our motherland may not require your blood.
Start the Social distancing movement and not the Non-cooperation Movement.
Ignite the Hand washing March rather putting your Hands Up
Unmask the foe by wearing a mask.

Our motherland will certainly wake up to a new morning
Where the air will be fresh to breathe,
Where the land will be free for the crowd to move,
Where we again meet and enjoy gatherings
Because...it is humans
Who could
Who can
And who will always work night and day to fight out those cruel foreigners from our land!!

Bina Mukherjee
Mark Toney Jun 23
Does wearing a mask make you ill?
Are you a social distancing hater?
Then imagine how you'll feel
Being put on a ventilator


© 2020 Mark Toney.  All rights reserved.
6/23/2020 - Poetry form: Rhyme - "An ounce of Prevention is worth a pound of cure." ~Benjamin Franklin - © 2020 Mark Toney. All rights reserved.
Savio Fonseca Jun 14
Darling........stay far away from Me,
for a few days More.
Until The Monster,
reduces it's victims Score.
We should not hold Hands,
in times like This.
No more Nights,
of Midnight Bliss.
The World is freaked out,
with the ****** Virus.
It hasn't spared Tom,  
****, Harry nor Cyrus.
It will be lingering for a While,
like Viruses usually Do.
Then leaving Us for Good,
when We discover a Vaccine or Two.
So hold on to your kisses,
until this Nightmare gets Over.
Then U can pass them to Me,
your sweet, sweet Lover.
Kanishka Jun 13
As I got off the tube in London and
Climbed my way onto the ground I saw,
The increasingly tempestuous but melodious
rain collide with Thames like shiny little gems.
The aroma of sweetness abroad the air,
Led me to a small bakery on a secluded street,
And through the display window I saw you,
Sweeter than any pie, cupcake or pastry.
Come let's travel.
Belle May 15
feeling lonely
less a part
my sanity left when this started
its so sad
because I'm sociable
its so sad
because my desires involve being with others
its so sad
because outside is a danger now
and how i thrive is going out and seeing people
going to public areas
talking at bars
socializing at restaurants
its so sad
because i don't know when this will end
quarantine has ****** me
and its so sad
please just end
Kanishka May 4
The days go by anticipating darkness's embrace The nights await a light that never comes by.
As all days of the week morph into one,
Life has achieved a stillness, running love dry.
mussaratlyas Apr 27
I thought my eyes would burn.

Its been a month and more
Since I stepped outside.
Forgot what it feels like
To have the sky overhead.

Its been days
Since the rays of the sun
Poured into my room.
What with untimely rains
And sandstorms.

Today, as my room lit up
With the yellow bright sun.
I stepped into it.
And looked outside my window.

I thought my eyes would burn.
Compel me to shut them.

But instead, I joyously stared
Like they have been craving
For that bright heat.
The yellow light.
The clear sky.
When I told my dad what I thought would happen to my eyes, he chuckled.
LLillis Apr 23
Spring snow chills the mind,
Environmental measured
Social distancing.
Stay home! The weather certainly helps. Less folks out looking at the new blossoms, more room for nature to do her thing unimpeded.
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