A scaly dinosaur
It stalked through the land
Breaking down walls
It paced the globe
Spreading dread in its wake.
People huddled inside
Setting work stations at home.
Your own hands became
A traitor to your well being
And trust became a breach.
Wash your hands inside out
Off all yesteryear sins.
The masks you wear
To protect inner secrets
Fall off, withered pale.
Distancing you and me
From its spiky touch
Not contaminated, an island unto
One’s own self – a no man’s land
Is fast looming….
Superb! Taut,introspective,analytical,evocative…a poem that speaks to our inner selves.One of your best,Madhu.
A very sombre piece rendered with the author’s inimitable poetic acumen that chimes with the present popular mood.
Quarantined eternally, savouring my fears! Scary and excellently put.
An insightful look at the world in the grip of the dreaded Coronavirus, this poem captures inner realities as well
Thank you ma’am .