Novo Virus Poem by Deluke Muwanigwa
Novo Virus
Novo Virus
A novo virus
resides in my head
spreading to my soul
embalming my spirit
engulfing all systems
the cardio vascular
the lymphatic
sympathetic
It has spread to my eyes
Eyes see pain over seas
seas no longer real
salty water flowing in my eyes
timed to the rhythm of emotional rollercoasters
I view the sun with naked eyes
like a sty in the sky
Even my limbs
it has infiltrated
Hands moving in unison
the right twitching involuntarily
the left tap tapping to the whims of the virus.
Everything i touch turning to words.
My ears
perfect transducers
tuned for poetics
phonetics
resonating in rhymes
most times
so much so that the viral load
causes an affliction of addiction
Everything i see
reads like poem
Everything i hear
sounds like a poem
Everything i touch
feels like a poem
I taste
a poem
smell
a poem
sometimes real
sometimes unreal
it's a poem.
C.17022022
4. As Robert said, Now, you are in the club too. Top score
3. The last stanza makes good for all the fright the preceding lines impart.. A person blessed with immense poetic talent alone can write a poem of this this genre. Congratulations.
2. The ‘novo virus'… " engulfing all systems ", even the ‘sympathetic', is a dangerous situation…, as the poet indicates. But, we realise that it is the current reality… everything, everyone, everywhere is infected…. (Continues)
Wow! It is a marvel! ! ! What do I say? " Everything i touch turning to words."… if the viral load gives this effect, the infection, rather than the infliction, is welcome. (Continues)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/29/2026 2:45:53 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Yeah. Its higly infectious