The Virus None So Evil

The Virus None So Evil - Amber Blue

Like the world has gone in an endless pause

Like the bruises have been ripped open to some veiled cause,

The spring jaded and gone

and the colours of zeal ebbed away like it never was born.

Marooned with the prayers , cozened from the world ambushed within our own piteous selves

but even summer flunked to resurrect us from the loop of all the wrong amends.

Coveting for the phlegmatic oceans far above the horizons

Or flying solo with the mountains, the raphsody of life whisking in,

Frolicking in the darkest hours, transcending in the drizzles- to enliven, to wizen,

They are now but dreams, dreams enmeshed in the myriad chaos of a naked virus

the plethora of unexplored dreams of delving into the fathomless world

have now dried up , even their warmth no more cajole us.

Everyday soothing the nerves , calming this hysteria

The fear that soars within is too mulish

Funny how trapped with this fear we seem like some insolent pariah.

The Autumn came like a frozen shadow and yet the nature emblazon in her euphoric glees

The scent of festival unfurling in air and yet

We, caged in this maze counting the clock ticking the perils.

Besieged with wry yet travailing to wear the pastel smile

because faith that holds our sails, stalls the blackened fears and

varnishes the rest hundred miles.

But for how long shall this infamously despised virus lampoon us?

For how long the ominous reflections of ‘all that could go wrong’ dog us?

Drunk in the lethal nectar of uncertainty

Is that not a lie to say that, ‘this too shall pass’!

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