#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,
The frightened children and even their moms,
Try to calm their selves by singing soft songs,
But the thought of being exposed is still there,
Clouding their memories with fear,
Not only fear of dying but also of being alone,
Forced...