This Indian May...! Poem by Naga Vamshidhar Ratakonda

This May Was,
Never Like May!

Whole of May,
Was like there was,
A Hole in May!
Little Showers Many,
Stole the Heat of May;
The Hazy Clouds,
Stole the Limelight,
Of Stars and Moon!

This May Was,
Never Like May!

This Summer,
Is the Most Boring,
Summer of My Life!

An Year in Succession,
Lost to the Bloody,
Bleady Pandameic;

Two Lost Years,
Not too Worrysome;
Too many Lives Lost,
With Livelihoods Laid off,
A Factor Thoughtsome!

No Outings, Picnics
& Adventures with,
Travel Plans Seized;
And Isolation Alone,
Lasted and Prized;

This May Was,
Never Like May!

May this Summer Past,
Pandemic Panic Gone,
I shall hold the Reigns;
And Win the Rains,
And Seasonal Winter!

I Pray the Next,
Indian May Shall,
Be May of My Way;
And May not be a,
Mayhem of Dismay!