Twiterpated


 

One Hundred days back, I sussed out into the glossaries

Browsed in the print, google and twitter

Insight into the onerous spelled word ‘Quarantine’

Ah! I have to isolate in body with so called social distancing

Protocol of No to meetings, malls, theatres and offices

Curbed to the four walls each minute, hour and day

Blue I was with the Novel Corona Updates

My free mind steered to hunt for companionship

Plants my new-fangled pals in this trek

Dew drops on the leaves merry my heart

A bud, a new leaf makes me sunny

Pigeons and sparrows perch on window sill

Feeding Grains and water drive me cherry

Chirruping with sunrise and fading with sunset

Bright yellow to orange sun shade

Brilliant blue twinkling sky with crescent moon

Thunderbolt, firebolt and floating clouds

Pitter-pattering on the roof

Rainbow; Oh! A double rainbow

I owe to the new company I never ever had

Nearness to nature seals the void

Of people, places and sights


Comments

  1. AmatullahJune 11, 2020 at 9:06 PM

    Fantasticly expressed 👍👍

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  2. Amandeep SinghJune 12, 2020 at 7:13 AM

    Beautiful! Describes the current situation in perfectly poetic flow...

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  3. AnonymousJune 13, 2020 at 9:00 AM

    The present times are beautifully described.....

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