Dear Covid 19
Be soft and gentle
An epic I shall weave on you.
Be within your limits
An empire of eternity I shall erect for you.
Dear Covid 19
Haste not, you have had a field day
For long months spread over winter and summer
And be slow now, let us breathe for a while
Even as they assert you are the harbinger of Doomsday.
Dear Covid 19
Harp, a baby is crying for its mom is gone!
Listen, someone is laughing for his senses are off!
All thanks to you, you alone
And triumph not for this is not a gentle pandemic's way
Dear Covid 19
Alexander, the Macedon king walked across blood and flesh
And got into history with a title, Alexander The Great.
You are in queue and I am to honour you with a new name
Covid The Ignoble...
Think before you escalate further.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is so well crafted with greeting and mocking to Covid19 and with selective words I think it deserves to be the poem of the day....all credits 10+++