Lockdown
-I-
An entire year is greeted
With utmost ecstasy
“Happy new year”
“Have a bright year ahead”
A Couple of months passed
With different hue
Relished the days like a Slave
being released from his enslavement, not knowing
Further
Fetched with hope, as always.
A sudden thud begins
Devastated and shrugged whilst
Enquiring the reason
Yet, it’s about a few weeks,
Maybe like arid situation in
An area.
Summer, the flickering sun
The relishing activities
Halted from being relishing.
Monsoon, the petrichor, felt
Suffocated without inhaling
And exhaling
Sensing the dew to our
Withered body, to feel alive
Is being disordered.
Winter, the flakes, melted
Without my presence.
Meadows being isolated
Without the touch of my
Toe.
-II-
However, days being
Relished enthusiastic...