LOST AND UNFOUND
I cannot take long walks.
I am told: stay home stay safe.
I have developed chest pain.
I have lost a peaceful life style,
a visit to park,
talking to birds and leaves,
watching people moving at ease,
And take seat under a sparse shade,
Have a drink,
And compose poetry.
No fear.
Now there is no walk. No park.
No easy going people
No talk with birds and leaves
Only fear
Curfew. Lockdown
Don't meet him. Stay away.
Are we reduced to electric signals only?
Sending messages on mobiles?
O pain, you are covid's bitter gift.
I was healthy, happy,
You have given me pain in the chest.
Divested me of simple joys,
Simple walk, simple talk.
You have killed thousands.
But more than that are suffering
Because of your fear,
Trying to stay alive some how.
Survival is what finally matters to human race.
No comments:
Post a Comment