Anil Khanna Poet Sonnet

Changing Times of India

india is not the same
india is not the same

virus in the air of room
virus on the floor
it is a death wave

india is not the same
india is not the same

street vendors offering rotton bananas
street people consuming rotton bananas
it is a hunger wave

india is not the same
india is not the same

men are mortal
stars become dead stars
like darkness in morning after end of sun
it is end of the world wave

india is not the same
india is not the same

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Unseeking Seeker July 24, 2020 at 8:31 PM Anil-ji ... let us discard fear and ennui ... even as we speak ... hope brightly peeps ... begins human trials of the cure ... so let us not censure ... what have we learnt ... if negativity not burnt ... come, come my dear ... the healing light draws near ... savour ... the flavour ... of God