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Epidermic Poems - Poems about Epidermic


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Nothing can be insured totally Neither life, accident, disaster, sickness nor epidermic Surely You pay and lose to receive It is only a sort of compensation A sort of condolence gift Sadly to say No one can insure Omicron As no one can insure fate Anyway Recite a prayer Do distancing, wearing mask, washing hands and vaccination For a narrow escape...

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Categories: epidermic, life, prayer, sick,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member A Winter Comes
A winter comes With nonstop rain and extreme coldness Flood, flu and running nose Besides the long fight of covid Besides the long fight of political stability Besides the long fight of bribery A winter-like weather comes to my country A country of equatorial climate and beauty With no sympathy But only as a test of faith in the nature I believe Doomsday will never come As...

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Categories: epidermic, beauty, faith, men, rain,
Form: Free verse



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Money That cannot be surpassed That cannot be abandoned Has broken the structure of the society And even the bond of a family And even the same originity And even the structures of the blood cells, the senses, the heart and the mind Resulting in the arise of A turbulent unrest in the body A new epidermic Called a close confrontation...

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Categories: epidermic, break up, conflict, confusion,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Did Anything Go Wrong
Until we met the Covid 19 We have never ask ourselves Did anything go wrong Until we encountered The most frightening epidermic We never know The longest fight The hardest to control Until deaths swept across madly We never know There are so much uncertainities But one thing is sure that We have to fight worldwide We have to share among us We have to cooperate eternally We...

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Categories: epidermic, sick,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Forest Fire
The forest fire Is everyone concern Even it is too far away to be seen But the air becomes haze But the surroundings become dusty But the weather becomes dry and hot But the skin becomes sticky And we soon feel thirsty and drowsy And the same will come with Burning rubbish in the open air And the “same” will come with The spreading...

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Categories: epidermic, fire,
Form: Free verse




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