#covid19poem
This world was full of life, until
My place my adobe, entire fell ill.
Mundane chores at a standstill
As per God’s decree and will.
Such an ordeal, a temporary test.
For which a plea, a humble request.
At such a crucial time, try being your best.
Don’t congregate: at humanity’s behest.
Be, compassion faith & caution, your quest.
Neither invite nor be a guest.
Stay at home, have ample rest
Your sole confinement, Protected blessed.
Enjoying leisure with family is best
With love and utmost zeal & zest
Let us all hope and pray,
This Pandemic vanishes away.
Taking along worldly disarray
Never persist to our sheer dismay.
At the predetermined heavenly pace,
These Trying times train us, just in case.
We face global pandemic’s abnormal chase.
To grasp & tackle, each challenging phase.
Everything is going to be fine,
The world shall soon retrieve
its safe and secure confines.
Everything as usual and fresh,
With all its hustle bustle & shine
Apr 8, 2020
Apr 8, 2020 at 3:14 PM UTC
I look out and wonder,
Where is It?
Am I in the crosshairs.
(Breathe)
Where is my assassin?
Is it my beach dwelling, Corona guzzling, party-boy nephew,
Or,
A glad-handing, back-slapping, hissy-kissy friend,
To bring about the end.
Mar 23, 2020
Mar 23, 2020 at 1:03 PM UTC
I've seen the sequel,
So this ain't the prequel.
Mar 23, 2020
Mar 23, 2020 at 8:15 PM UTC