Springing from the sprawling capital of Central china,
A fatal and vulnerable pandemic named Corona,
So toxic that it can't be even cured with Cinchona,
Clueless and Baffled is the condition of each persona,
People around the globe haven't seen a times so daunting.
An outbreak which is both vicious and haunting.
Bringing our routine life on halting. -
Making the humans impatient and exhausting.
Locked up in our homes like confined beast,
Struggling for essential goods at the very least.
Binge watching TV soaps and Ott web series,
Reviving our golden childhood memories.
Going out of the homes seems like a war-crime,
Now is the time to follow protocol and get rid of this grime,
Hoping for a blissful and cherry time,
Human awaits for a world beautiful and at its prime
Categories:
cinchona, hope, how i feel,
Form: Rhyme
Do I have a choice
before knifing the page
for a meaning, when I was
drowned in a nostalgia ?
Cinchona bark. This was my
keyword for living bitterly
under a tryant inciting
the riots of colors.
The digital death comes as
a reward for insane truth.
You turn the back on home
and walk towards the sea –
to count the empty shells on beach.
Here life completes a cycle
from emptiness to emptiness.
You are ready to go in void.
•
On waking you find yourself
dead. Now every one is talking
about you. The words sink in a
womb – a death watcher.
The house was burning.
How tall you had become after
forgetting the prayer ? Do you
think a window will allow –
you to become immortal ?
The inner strength reverberates
in black stones who were sad,
you will not make them visible
any more in nightless journey.
Moon eater,
You were always hungry
drinking the elixir of death.
Satish Verma
*On the death of Steve Jobs.
Categories:
cinchona, art,
Form: ABC