Is Life To Last In Grief? Poem by Rajendran Muthiah

The curfew due to Covid-19 has made me
a recluse, but a busy netizen;
awaiting a call or mail from my 'She'.
But 'no hope', as she's a moral citizen.

Nights are days and days, nights for me to sleep.
Her ban to see her face or hear her voice grieves
but in my mental memory card, I keep,
her lovely face that my pain relieves.

'Whats-removed AP'in my phone I don't use
to retrieve her pictures to please my soul.
I spend my time in writing lines profuse
but in my heart persists her ban's huge toll.

The Virus galore to make our life in this earth brief!
Is it fair to leave our minds to live in lasting grief?