• arun awasthy(jremy)


Updated: Jul 1, 2020


Tired enough of mask and six feet, Life in the clutch of the beast. Stuffed and choked so traumatic, Everything in the world so coronacratic.

Tried to drive away evil with clanging plate, All in vain with its rising rate. Despair and desolate left the attempt, Leaving people upheaval and unkempt.

With the every passing day, Life in search of hope of ray. A hope to see the light at the end of tunnel. Taking people out of the deep struggle.

Wish to see the world without the mask, People getting back to their usual task. A ray of hope to see the future bright, Ending this pandemic from this plight.

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