Quarantine days/ Quarantime phase


The birds chirped and the dogs barked,
Once upon a quarantime sang the little lark.
Now humans were caged and aves were free,
Wishing this was forever sighed the old wooden tree.
The poor were appealing and the rich were kneeling,
For the first time ever even the ozone was healing.
Work from home left grandparents no more alone,
Even the musicians, writers and painters were now pushed out of their comfort zone.
Nobody thought life would ever be at halt,
And no wonder who paid who’s fault.
No caste, no race, no religion and no race,
Virus just grabbed them all whoever came face to face.
At the end, COVID is just a reason,
The brighter side says, quarantine was is much needed season.

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