Asking a simple question-
When will I see you again?
After this life gets over...
For you have no answer-
Where is the need for me?
To seek a phony answer-
Separation pangs in times of covid-19
Finding a nostalgic feel and exaggeration
What wou'd happen to those brilliant days?
Of memorable glorious time of youthfulness
And the driving force called as the ‘JOSH'...
Hosting a chat-show within the world-
Mesmerizing, moment by moment time's slipping
Thus, no time for half-hearted measure slackness-
Mask, distancing and sanitization of surroundings
Assignment, category-wise alert to raise awareness!
-Copyright © hrsharma ®2020
Ludhiana, Punjab, India.
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Life resumed even after fall of British raj, the assassination of Indira Gandhi, and 1971 war Hard times come to teach and help of make our good times even better. Thank-you for sharing this.