#WritcoPoemChallange
#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,

I was inside, observing from windows
A confined neighbor and her wife
separated, each in a single room
breaking the silence from the windows

- Isn't the time to come to my room.
- Nope, she said.. I want to survive.
- And what is desirable in this shitty life?
- You. Your love gives me the desire to live.

At that time, I changed one word in my poem,

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