The New Normal
It was the drifting time then
With its flow I could freely fly
Across the span of the azure sky
To distant lands beyond the horizon
Soar along with the floating flock
In the warm air of conviviality.
It was the drifting time then
When in the vibes of unfurled dawn
Tinged by the golden sunbeam
I could join the kith and kin
On the breeze-braced boughs
Croon together the spring song.
It was the drifting time then
When drenched in twilight gleam
I returned to the teeming nest
In the fond closeness of you all
Fold my wings in the embrace
Of unrestrained cordial intimacy.
It is the stalled time now
Shadow of invisible coronavirus
Creeps menacingly everywhere
Turning the nest into a cage
Confined morale plunges in lone abyss
Languishes in gripping isolation.
It is the stalled time now
Burden heavy on my collapsed wings
Songs have disappeared in dark night
But the rhythm of hope pulsates in heart
New pristine dawn will color the gloomy sky
Joy and freedom of the olden times will return.
It is the stalled time now
The altered scenario has transformed
Me and the way I look at my secluded future
Where the norms of intimacy will be redefined
As the recouped life isolated and changed
Adjusts to the ways reset to the new normal.
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Written : June 23, 2021
Edited : December 30, 2021
Contest : Coronavirus (COVID-19)
Sponsor : Robert James Liguori
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2021
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