Covid, a pandemic’s ruthless sound
That whirls the world around.
Like a winged evil, it glides
But many side effects it yields.
The kids, the mature, everyone’s bliss
It just blows everyone away
Like a gloomy wind would do.
It often feels like
The room, its four margins would never be crossed
It has to be our dwelling, the bureau, and the place where we would be lost.
At the peak of the pandemic
The park felt lonely, the children sensed the same
As, there was nothing outdoor but only indoor games.
Students felt low-spirited,
without a matchstick as a candle they felt.
Now, most exams continue
in closed spaces we linger
In many ways life has paused
New emotions have encircled us.
Regular yoga, a few precautions
and a healthy diet are the keys
To overcome this stubborn virus