I thought
flowers of this summer sky would be mine,
official increment would shine daily expenses
I thought
this year would be crown twenty match
in my twisted love
Forty nine fiery lockdown days
Almost eighteen thousand infected
Two hundred sixty nine died
My country peoples
Hilarious
The more lockdown days the more infections and deaths
Parallel acceleration
Today on foot to my office
As if I am in masquerade town
Ghostly environment is activated in city officialese
Incremental veins and festival bonus are dead with infected souls
My thought making me stranded forlorn sand home
13.05.2020 (Chattogram City)
Can't say lockdown has checked rising of cases but it is certain that people spend quality time with family. Nice write. 'Hilarious The more lockdown days the more infections and deaths Parallel acceleration'... is nice lines. May be true.10+++
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I would like to translate this poem
Lockdown gives me time To admire my own charm. Shut down in my home I craft explicit ideas. A hault to over all chase I find time to catch my breath. A slow in pace Calms my nerves at base. Well written words. This too Will be over. Good words.