In The Aftermath Of Corona Poem by ratnaprabha raykar

In the aftermath of Corona....

Life has turned out to be a completed crossword, going backwards
With letters missing in a gradient regularity

Venture into the streets..
Images of shutters down, and boards
missing...galore
Empty renting spaces glaring back at you
Inns and joints have shut shop...
the lockdown has done them in

The mass transit has come to a standstill
The Academia..filled eith buzzing children
Face a vacuum...an empty space
children cooped in houses...
their tinklinglaughter...gone

Stores and outlets those still open
stare at empty spaces encompassing them
fearing the worst..their exit

Obituaries cropping up every day
leaving behind empty spaces
their names from contact lists
...disappearing

Now to crux of the question
when would Corona disappear?
leaving behind an empty space
to be refilled with Life
Ratnaprabha Raykar