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Fighting with an unexpected guest

There's a tiny monster gliding in the air Whoever you are, it shows no spare Swiftly quaffing the earth's unstained blood, it resolved to bury a raft of bodies under the pleading mud. Missiles are aimed at an eclipsed enemy Trying to discover home in this endless journey Warriors are rifled with rigour Not caring for a cut or a blister. School drums went dumb Town fairs said no welcome Smiles and lives are masked Tears and fears are hiked. A son was buried while his mother quarantined A husband died miles away leaving his wife estranged The empty stadiums engulfed the players' sky-high spirits Innocent lives are turning to dust every few minutes. It's transient my child! It's all transient. Short-lived are these strong winds Ephemeral are these hot waves Cry not in the dark night Smiles re-bloom upon winning this fight. Every bud blooms after the rain as a norm It's time to be an eagle and rise above the storm

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Date: 6/13/2020 10:01:00 AM
What an exquisite write my friend- yes the world has had to grief - the deaths just carry on as this unseen intangible enemy continues to feed his or her belly!We need to call on the Greek God Perseus - mythology thousands of years old to help us, he chopped off Medusa head by turning his back on her and watching her in a mirror. Just a thought! Humanity is desperate to kill this unseen enemy. Blessings and hugs.Jennifer. I see I answered below, just another perspective I thought of!
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Date: 6/11/2020 7:48:00 AM
"Smiles re-bloom upon winning this fight"! Always a new blooming dawn! a new fresh breath.. another promising day to dream.. A deep Faith in the grace of God.. in the laws of Nature.. every single thing is ephemeral.. Fighting for the essence of our beauty and endurance! Great work, Swetha! My pleasure to read! Deepest regards and blessings.
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Date: 5/24/2020 4:19:00 AM
How I do agree with you Swetha - it is high time (excuse the pun) "to be an eagle and rise above the storm" Great poem my friend, Blessings, Jennifer.
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Date: 5/22/2020 6:37:00 PM
Well said my friend. God Bless and stay well, JB
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Date: 5/16/2020 10:18:00 PM
'School drums went dumb//Town fairs said no welcome' --- brilliant lines and rhymes, Swetha! And I like the upbeat ending! :) gw
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Date: 5/16/2020 10:18:00 AM
We all know who the guest is " the devil himself in disguise ", who else would want to keep taking our loved ones away from all around the globe - we must be strong and the more we wish him a journey back to hell, the more unwelcome he will become - as you say rise up like an eagle above the storm fearlessly! Great poem Swetha; Blessings, Jennifer
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Date: 5/16/2020 2:38:00 AM
A great poem Swetha. I liked the title, unfortunately, this guest has worn his welcome out .... Take care... Shirley
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Date: 5/15/2020 3:39:00 PM
Swetha, This is so beautifully written through the eyes of wisdom of knowing this too shall pass. One of the very best I have read about the Coronavirus! Brava! This special offering is going straight into my faves my friend! Blessings xxoo
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Date: 5/13/2020 4:26:00 PM
Excellent depiction of this unseen enemy. I like the uplifting stanza towards the end. Very apt emotions we all feel in times like these!
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Date: 5/13/2020 6:10:00 AM
Every bud blooms after the rain as a norm.. It's time to be an eagle and rise above the storm..Your lines are so beautifully crafted.. And the pain of this pandemic is truly conveyed..Great write Swetha..
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Date: 5/11/2020 1:44:00 AM
I'm with Silent One. You opened up the dark, this is temporary. Great write Swetha. xomo
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Date: 5/10/2020 9:24:00 AM
Brilliant poem and great use of words.. many will relate with this..
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