Grudge On Corona Poem by Pravat Kumar Mandal
Grudge On Corona
Grudge on Corona
Pravat Kumar Mandal
Corona, avaunt
You are poisonous
Stop your panic hunt
You're just a virus.
You're a trespasser
You are unwelcome.
You're an intruder
You are troublesome.
Don't cross your limit
You are out of ours.
Never try to meet
With your viral spurs.
Be quick for a trudge
You have no place here.
Away from our grudge
Find your own shelter.
Never show your face
I think you'll not miss.
You're out of the race.
Let us live in peace.
(16/5/2020)
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4/25/2024 3:45:16 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Corona is not guilty Rather, those for whom Corona has spread so poisonously are the culprits Nature is always innocent Those who make it unnatural are criminals!
You right dear. But who can able to punish them? I think Time - the Time of present or of future. Am I right? Thanks a lot dear from reading my poem.