Namaste, Corona Says,I Used To Laugh At The Maniac Man Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Namaste, Corona Says,I Used To Laugh At The Maniac Man



Namaste

Namaste
Just with the folded hands
Namaste,
Namaste, sir,
Namaste, madam!

See you again,
Bye!


Corona Says

Keep your
Health and hygiene
Intact,
Dilute with them not,
Try to cultivate
Good habits and manners
Adopting in the best possible way
The art of living
Abreast of God
Dwelling in the temple of heart
And nature
Opting for a holier approach
To life,
As far as able to relish upon
Herbs and naturopathy.


I Used To Laugh At The Maniac Man

Washing the currency notes
And coins
Once upon a time
On marking him washing
Out of mania.

Now the maniac man
Hangs on to memory
To mark
The people washing
Currency notes and coins
During this pandemic.

Wednesday, August 12, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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