The tentacles of the pandemic
Wreaked havoc much on the Mother Earth;
Easterners, westerners, southerners or
Northerners, all humans suffered a lot;
The phrase ‘Tested Positive' turned to be a
Year-long nightmarish performing art in 2020
To pay homage to all the departed souls,
With folded hands, let us stand a minute in silence;
Even the year 2020 just left with guilty conscience
New Year 2021 has arrived with much confidence
To set everything in the right perspective;
Yes, we the human beings are destined to go through such
Ordeals at times to strengthen our optimism;
No such adhesive is found so far that binds the worries
Eternally on the walls of human minds, so let us go ahead…
(An Acrostic poem, the first letter of each line spells out: TWENTY TWENTYONE)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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