#WritcoPoemChallenge
#CoronaVirus
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,
All the nears and dears,
now isolated for care,
leaving the streets empty,
spreading in the surroundings,the hush & fear,
outside there's nothing else but blows the loo,
that with itself brings a clue,
some...