Corona: The Purger

     Corona: The Purger

How beautiful and alive the days look like!
The smoke of material man has fade away,
The ‘waters are so ultramarine’
the firmament so pure,
Far from the Himalayas are seen crystal clear.
The birds chirp on the trees,
animals stroll onto roads and in reeds,
now the fishes and the frogs are free
to ‘leap about and play’ but we
Stuck in the cells of unbearable noise.
Unheard clamour and heard solitude is heard on roads and in fields
‘Cause Corona is here!
Corona, the avenger of the fowls
And friend of the innocents.

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About Jagdish Singh Ramana

Jagdish Singh Ramana is born on July 01, 1998 in Sriganganagar(Rajasthan) to a peasant Mr. Gurbaksh Singh and Mrs. Amarjeet Kaur. A PG student from Maharaja Ganga Singh University,Bikaner. "Everything is ok.", "Sometimes solitude is not silence and clamour is not noise." Growing my heart for poetic reflections....

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