Clouds of disease and dread everywhere.
The buildings being sealed one after the other.
Stocking food and grains in panic.
You know not when the essential supplies will stop.
Television viewing has become a nightmare.
The demography of disease and death twenty four seven.
A desperate search for a vaccine in vain.
The world has gone beserk,it has become insane.

Then you for solace look into your home.
Home where hope and harmony abides.
Home where balm for every pain lies.
Home where assurances wash away your fears.
Home where you give your heart and soul to your dears.
When everything seems uncertain and wrong.
You come back to your own peaceful cove.
You come back home,a place called ‘love’.

Dr.Paramita Mukherjee Mullick

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