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Krishan Kumar May 2020
Yesternight I saw a monster
Emerging from under my bed.
Spikes all over his body
Eyes fierce and red.

With his sharp fangs
He looked gruesome in the night.
Growling and snarling as if
Intended nothing but fright.

He crawled towards me
With his dagger like claws.
To gobble me up
He widened his scary jaws.

My voice choked, body numbed
I wanted to scream.
Suddenly my eyes opened
It was nothing but a dream.
Krishan Kumar May 2020
Yesterday while sitting at the doorsteps of my house, my eyes fell upon a girl
Standing few yards away, wearing a frock with twirl.
Face withered as a rootless sapling, and curly was her hair
Shabby was her appearance, feet rough and bare.
Moistened were her eyes, down was her head
She looked famished, and deprived of bread.

Her gleaming and glittering eyes, melted my heart
In a flash, my soul was torn apart.
I went to her, and asked her name
She wanted to tell but couldn't exclaim.
I gently held her skinny handand asked again
She told her name, and shared her pain.
I sat with her like a five year old child
Her voice was tender, meek and mild.
Her little eyes were wet, staring at me blankly
Gotoverwhelmed by her words, that she told me frankly.

What is this COVID 19? why are we in lockdown?
My family has nothing to eat, what'shappening all around?
Lakhs of people are affected, hundreds are dying
Since yesterday I haven't had anything, therefore I am crying.
Her face had blank expressions, tears welled up her eyes
When will this problem end? How did it arise?

I had kept mum, and patiently listened to her
This epidemic is transient, soon we'd conquer.
With a smiling face, I assured that girl
Never cry again, tears are precious like pearl
The core of my heart shattered,and soul was crushed
Blood rushed through my veins, and face got flushed
I gave her some money, and some fruit
She smiled tenderly, and looked very cute
I bade adieu to the girl, she rushed from there
I felt in my heart, that I had done something fair.
Krishan Kumar May 2020
Away from the world, in a serene forest
The night is tender, my heart is at rest.

Unaware of the sufferings, stars flicker in the skies
The smiling bright moon, pleases my eyes.

Here is no man, who despairs and groans
This world is different, where no one moans.

Amidst deep silence, sounds come from thickets
Owls hooting, frogs croaking and songs of crickets.

The wind sighs, and whisper mellow tunes in my ear
My weary heart leaps, and dissolves all my fear.

Majestic is the darkness, and gleaming fireflies
The night is an angel, or a blessing in disguise.
Krishan Kumar Apr 2020
I wish I were a fish
Drifting blissfully like a mermaid
in the ocean bluish.

I wish I were a bird
Flying effortlessly amidst the fluffy clouds
Singing songs unheard.

I wish I were a bee
Loitering and gathering nectar
from succulent flowers freely.

I wish I were a flower
Swaying and smiling at the sun
and enjoying rain shower.

I wish I were a tree
Giving shade to the birds and animals
and dancing in glee.

I wish I were the moon
Shining brightly in gloomy nights
as hope of good fortune.
The poem shows the inner sight of a child who wishes to be different things of nature and enjoy freedom.

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