At least
The skies
Are peaceful now
With encroaching
Planes not flying
Lending more space
To the birds to keep
Flying....
(wrote this, thinking of the numerous flight cancellations around the world because of Coronavirus, even my husband couldn't go on his annual visit to India)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The winds of the blue sky demand freedom by the naughty hands of coronavirus They want to capture the whole world!