In the aftermath of Corona....
Life has turned out to be a completed crossword, going backwards
With letters missing in a gradient regularity
Venture into the streets..
Images of shutters down, and boards
missing...galore
Empty renting spaces glaring back at you
Inns and joints have shut shop...
the lockdown has done them in
The mass transit has come to a standstill
The Academia..filled eith buzzing children
Face a vacuum...an empty space
children cooped in houses...
their tinklinglaughter...gone
Stores and outlets those still open
stare at empty spaces encompassing them
fearing the worst..their exit
Obituaries cropping up every day
leaving behind empty spaces
their names from contact lists
...disappearing
Now to crux of the question
when would Corona disappear?
leaving behind an empty space
to be refilled with Life
Ratnaprabha Raykar
An insightful take on Covid-19 written with clarity of thought and mind. Really a poignant bit of verse.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. Goo poem, Ratnaprabha. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks