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Pandemic Songs

The Poem of Pandemic Situation

By Ahamed ThousifPublished 7 months ago 1 min read
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As before

In a dawn that never dawned—

Me and her

in no

You have become bodies

We felt

separate

Bodies inhabited

In separate rooms

lived in

A single house.

separate

For bodies

separate

in the windows

known

of loneliness

The same moon.

separate

Bodies subtracted

separate

Night and day

moved

as a snail

same period.

Get sick

In another dawn

It rose as before

the sun

Again

She became his wife in her body

I became a husband in my body

We felt lost.

But

Before touching further,

First, she and I are bodies

Not without some thought.

In the morgue

He

so,

No more

body-

With his body, even his open eyes

Unable to close.

But the eyes were closed

The world belongs to it.

For cremation

It has to go.

Place in the crematorium

Is there

in order

What is its location?

should be available

Permissions

Have you got it?

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Ahamed Thousif

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  • Dharrsheena Raja Segarran7 months ago

    I'm confused. Are they dead? Sorry for my dumb question 😅

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