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The new year eve is the time for a celebration
This year though there are more reasons to do it
The year that's about to go was no less memorable
The world was forced to wage a battle against a virus
Not very often a stranger becomes an integral part of our lives
Is there a better illustration of this truth than the pandemic Corona
Eight billion people of world are facing every day, every hour, every minute
Year 2020 began just like any other year with January being cooler but spirits still higher
February came and we heard of a thing called Corona that seemed distant and life went as usual
DREAM RHYME
Thinking of her
Out of the blue
Wondering where she is
What she's about to do ....
I stop my work
drop my pen
My mind wanders to a time when ....
MY NATURAL HIGH
She's my natural high
My red carpet ride
To another world
Alone with me ....
The wind
that ruffles her hair
And the rain
It began with wings,
leathery skin of a night dweller.
Hiding in plain sight under the veil of darkness.
It could not live nor die, it only was.
Coated in toxicity and bathed in the very blood that worshiped it.
We used to be scared of people wearing Hijabs,
Now, everyone is running around covered in masks,
Hiding their faces and scared to embrace,
Anyone other than their own selves.
We used to be scared of people wearing Hijabs,
Now, everyone is running around covered in masks,
Hiding their faces and scared to embrace,
Anyone other than their own selves.
There's fear.
Apprehension.
Paranoia,
If you will.
We hide.
We hoard.
We gossip to our fill.
I'd rather just be free.
To laugh, run, and embrace.
I'd rather take that risk,
People don’t have balls.
They’ve got phones
that say you’re a Rock God
They’ve got TVs
the size of stadiums
They’ve got music
plugged in their ears 24/7
Malicious malignant
Cancer of the soul,
It spreads its dark
and brooding mass
Slowly eating away
Sinks roots
Dark tendrils
Deep into unseen
depths
Slowly feeding on life force
Are my efforts even worth a dime?
Or has this been a waste of time?
We, in unison, wrote the rules and laws
Happy and anxious we as we scribbled every clause
