A time when the whole nation
is gasping for breath
pleading for oxygen cylinders,
ventilators, medicines
when family members, friends, close associates
are losing the battle to Covid
or Covid related failures
A pall of gloom is all pervasive
While some poets also succumbed to the virus
many manage equilibrium, retain a sense of hope
by engaging with muse- either their own
or reading, listening to others on Zoom
Yes, poetry it is, that's serving as a balm
providing the life breath of oxygen
in these trying times...
NB: This poem was composed when Covid 19 was at its peak during the second wave. It has now been included and published in the anthology "Breath Poetry: Reclaim your life" edited by Soul Scribers Society, Salem and printed by Authors Press, New Delhi
Hari OM
ReplyDeleteWonderfully penned - it's all been a bit surreal and poetry is a great medium for exploring such! YAM xx
Thanks a lot for your appreciation and feedback!
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