Arani DattaGupta Biography

Patients lay bare in bed,
dead with beating hearts.
Awaiting their quietus,
letting vicious viruses have their way.
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Rain trickled down her eyes
as she watched Misery run amok.
Tuning the blues in her pool of white
as she lugged the arduous plight.
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There were sparks of gloom on the T.V.
as the flowers waltz into the fall.
Preferring easy escapes,
i was just waiting for the call.
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Like a ripple in the ocean,
a drop thus fallen,
inevitably.
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You have been working day and night
and have been tired for quite awhile.
All this just to make us shine bright
and ready for the world outside.
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