At this time of melancholy
Where the breeze of gloom
And corona has locked us in our homes
And our lives like that of caged birds
The roads are totally vacant
Schools and colleges are locked
Restraunts and theaters , malls
All are closed due to this pandemic
We are being sulky day by day
We are yearning for being free
The number of patients and deaths are amplifying
We are being insane
Our bliss has been hindered
We are in an era of arduous ambiguity
We need to be mindful and meticulous
As the danger is menacing all the time
But soon we shall be free
The roads would be again chockablocked
People will travel again across the countryside and overseas
And again shall the classrooms cheer up
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This poem is giving all of his hope.....We must share