The days too eventually fell silent,
No sounds, not even by the crows,
All you could hear was the sound of,
Fear knocking on the doors,

The beautiful sky seems to be dull,
With the wings of flying fear.
The trees and flowers stand so still,
With a pain rolling down in a tear.
No joy it comes in the meadows green,
When you have nobody to play.
No fun it comes by sitting so cool,
And watch the passing by day.
The motherly love who is busy a lot,
In the kitchen she's found to cook.
She seems to be like an evening breeze,
With love being inseparable of her look.
The father you see, he sits so quiet,
With a pretence of a book to read.
He counts his money and prays to God,
He has a family so big to feed.
The brother you love has nothing to do,
He feels to give out a cry.
He watches the window and the birds,
And admires their freedom to fly.
The sister you knew who love to shop,
Is lying still and sad.
She who misses her class and her friends,
Has never felt so bad.
This Pandemic has brought a fear in all,
The Mankind is paying the cost.
This Virus is killing the beauty of life,
Even the Paradise seems to be lost.
But come let's teach this time a lesson,
And show it the power of pray.
Stronger we become with problems of life,
Surely we shall overcome one day.