Hard and dark days coming
Its just the beginning, they say
Of worst things to come
That we fear even thinking of
We wish them not not to come
The wolrd is panicking
Nowhere to run to
Nowhere to hide
Everywhere oozes danger
Everyone is atomic
Ready to explode
The virus is looming over
Our drumy heads
Wispering on our breaths
A smell of imminent death
And gnawing fear
Our wells are dry of tears
No one to hear our cries
Because we are all crying
The world ain't a safe place
Not anymore
Our days of hard laughter
Without care or caution on our lungs
Are gone and forgoten
No one knows till when
Everyone wants to be alone
Thats what they said is safe
But is it really safe?
The longing hugs
Tha we used to enjoy
Exchanging aimlessly along the corridors
Are no more
The handshakes that we used to value
Are the greatest enemies we are fighting
Better shake your own
If you're thirsty for a cold handshake
Life is different
A different kind which holds fear
I wish we could turn back time
And go back
To the olden days
We were used to
Lets go back
But can we realy go back?
I wish the dark days could end
The days of Covid-19
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Wounds of the Moon
PoetryIwish you days with sunrise and gentle breezes. I wish you smiles with no reason to be sad I wish you happiness which knows no end I wish you peace of mind even in my mind I wish you love that will never wilter like ours has I am here for you, alway...
