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THE LOCKDOWN STORY
Those whistling and rumbling sounds are nowhere to be heard,
No honks and talks which once always slurred;
It was so great to see the markets thronging with people,
But now those chattering sounds are just so feeble;
Some grim faced people while some of a cheeky sort,
But this image in my mind is now a bit distort;
Now with a pernicious disease everyone is knocked down,
And all of us are lingered to our houses due to a lockdown ;
People are mourning over the demise of their loved ones,
Those hearts bearing anguish in tonnes and tonnes ;
Despondence and weltschrmz everywhere,
Drenched in tears is every eye in which you stare ;
With hands joined people pray,
That God takes every human's agony away❤
© poetriyabhagwani
No honks and talks which once always slurred;
It was so great to see the markets thronging with people,
But now those chattering sounds are just so feeble;
Some grim faced people while some of a cheeky sort,
But this image in my mind is now a bit distort;
Now with a pernicious disease everyone is knocked down,
And all of us are lingered to our houses due to a lockdown ;
People are mourning over the demise of their loved ones,
Those hearts bearing anguish in tonnes and tonnes ;
Despondence and weltschrmz everywhere,
Drenched in tears is every eye in which you stare ;
With hands joined people pray,
That God takes every human's agony away❤
© poetriyabhagwani
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