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nostalgia ...
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#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,
nothing in tv
except increasing cases in rows
left with empty emotions and hopes
empty are all my flats floors
some dying fighting novel corona
some dying fighting for flour
some families shattered
economics hampered
seems like god played with us
paused all the whirl and fuss
muted us with this menace silence
i miss the street's hustle bustle
my school's commotion and hurly burly
i ponder why we wished
for breaks and weekends
cause i realized i m tired of rest
one question i fancy
when will everything return to normalcy
#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,
nothing in tv
except increasing cases in rows
left with empty emotions and hopes
empty are all my flats floors
some dying fighting novel corona
some dying fighting for flour
some families shattered
economics hampered
seems like god played with us
paused all the whirl and fuss
muted us with this menace silence
i miss the street's hustle bustle
my school's commotion and hurly burly
i ponder why we wished
for breaks and weekends
cause i realized i m tired of rest
one question i fancy
when will everything return to normalcy
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