Lockdown Comments

Reading poetry and music, Life has become a prose...! !

World is in lockdown, Life is in impending doom, Air of uncertainty is all around, Human Life is in great distress, No ray of hope is showing face...! ! !

Lock in the house, Lock in the room, No room for mind to walk, Reading poetry and music, Life has become a prose...! ! !

India, My Mother Land is in Quandary, Because of Idiocy people destroy quarantine, Like Locust on the Street they pass,

Lock Down Makes the beauty Prose instead of poetry Lock Down Makes the music, dance, flute playing, nature Prosaic instead graceful poetry Lock Down Makes all sweets of the world Boring bitter and tears instead poetic beer .....

Coronavirus! ! House arrest! For prevention. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

Well penned Prabir. It is a serious issues we must adhere to what is needed.

India, My Mother Land is in Quandary, Because of Idiocy people destroy quarantine, Like Locust on the Street they pass, They do not care the law of the land, becoming gregarious they are human weapons.