Contagious smiles or quivering lips, Which said the unspoken, Are now veiled behind masks. Hand shakes with strong grips, Are blocked by rubber sheaths Which cover the tender fingers now, For every single task.
Warm hugs are barred, No visitor without a purpose No shoulder to lean on, Because of the vacant seat beside, Oh! Distancing is so hard.
School ceases to be an actual place Computers have replaced buses, ironically, To ferry the virtual school to us, Getting dressed up for work is lame Anyway, they'll just be seeing your face.
Every day before hitting the sack, I wonder if this is the new normal, Because if it is, Hey abnormal life, I want you back!
Brilliant, well written and such a nice depiction!! ππ
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Thank you so much!
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