Please

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too quiet that the silence wants a break
bored of leaning on the fatigues mistake
wearied eyes too now wish to wake
coronavirus please let me have some cake

by
Kritika

*This was two months ago. Covid-19 is still present but as an individual I am taking all the necessary measures I should when moving out of the home. Are you?

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poOr tHinGs

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Poor Things

MY Clothes

Hangers are finding the clothes heavy
Helpless dust is adhering to gravity
Hope filled closet keeps staring at me
‘Hang on a little more’ I say, ‘Will soon come to thee.’

MY Foot Wears

Magic they long for, for the moment
Moving to adventurous places, they dream
Mask of dust is making there look filthy
‘Master, Master’ everyday they scream

Managing with hopes to soon meet the different lands
Merrily they all are trying to live in peace
Making conversations about the visited lands
‘Master, Master’ everyday they ask, ‘Time please!’

by
Kritik
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