Pandemic Songs
The Poem of Pandemic Situation
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
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About the Creator
Ahamed Thousif
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Comments (1)
I'm confused. Are they dead? Sorry for my dumb question 😅