#WritcoPoemchallenge
#CoronaVirus
#Talkish_maan
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 streets where flooded with silence,
All you could see was the patterns the free birds drew in the sky,
From a distant proximity, you could hear the peaceful chant of the flowing waters.
The...