CATASTROPHE

CATASTROPHE

A Poem by Harsha
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ABOUT THE PRESENT SITUATION THE WORLD IS GOING THROUGH

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22nd July 2021
CATASTROPHE

The birds didn't chirp that morning, 
Rather were crying looking at me through the window

For what I had done to me , the turmoil
Oh not me , a tiny small virus had done 

A tiny small virus dancing in the air 
Has made us all dance to its tune 

It is happy that it had found a home in my lung 
But here , it's my family tree that has been hung 

Lost many people , lost them suddenly
It happened all so fast ,that I remember it vividly

Losing family is such an apocalypse
That how can I explain it to u in a few verse

The fear that creeps inside while I go out of the house 
It's such like a night that been kept as a trap for the mouse 

Oh, when will all this be over , I wait 
To all the old good times I had all are just put on hold

VARSHA HARIHARAN

© 2021 Harsha


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This is the reality we find ourselves in. A world of pestilence. One that attacks the and mind. Makes us hate with its sickness. Even nature fears this disease. Thank you for sharing this poem.

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