On a sunny day,
With city under quarantine!
I felt uneasy, dizzy,
Bitter cold and unwell.
Tiring silence anywhere around…
A test resulted positive,
Made me a wanted fugitive.
My vision went blurry
When doctors and soldiers,
Had given a shot of diazepam,
And took me under control!
When I opened my eyes,
My brain shook with daze,
As it felt like a maze,
With masked people’s craze,
Just in their incubation phase,
Going through those awful days!
I saw her,
In white scrub dress,
With Tight and thicker mask
and Tired and drowsy eyes.
I had never seen anyone before,
With such a strong voice of hope,
A sweet voice to cope,
At this situation to mope.
Patients around me sneezing,
I feel so cold and freezing,
Her voice made few easing,
While I felt it so pleasing!
After a couple of week,
My body becoming completely weak,
And i started feeling sleek,
I planned to tell my like as i speak.
My doors creak,
I took a peek,
And saw her with a white coat geek.
When they started to speak,
I felt them as “words in greek”,
But final words “ your disease is at peak”
Made me a mental freak.
I remember the last time i slept,
Easing myself to rest forever!
I didn’t think what will happen next!
I will never see her again!
Nor the disaster happening around!
“Anything may happen next, just enjoy this moment! Dont wait for the next one!”
Copyright © Karthik Balaji TV | Year Posted 2020
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