Corona Poem by C. P. Sharma
Corona
CORONA
Body, tired of rat race
Stay safe at home
Mind gone berserk
Peace, escape the storm
Nature's lessons in Corona
Eat what you are made for
Breathe fresh air, drink water pure
Let not the 'Mrig Maya'* allure
*Illusions of fake comforts and luxuries of the material life that imbalance the Nature's systemic functioning.
Yes Sharma ji we are sicks of rat race. No time to stand and stare at the nature. Having gotten the chance at least now we need review our behaviour. We go berserk running at everything. Yes it's a tire message and wake up call to all of us. I really enjoyed reading, reviewing and rating this universal verse. Sharma ji.
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8/14/2025 9:57:53 AM # 1.0.0
Truly nice and down to earth pom. But keep to good poetry. Let us not pollute the earth nor the mind.