KENOPSIA

I peeped out from  my window 

To have a look at the nature's wrath

And shuddered as I gazed at the lonely path

The path, where once walked the pretty damsels 

Twirling and crooning playing with their tresses

Accompanied with children clad in colourful dresses

The deserted look gave an eerie feel

By the pandemic that had spread sending down a chill

Stories of illness and resultant death spread around

Leaving not a single home unaffected in the town

The illness did scare people out of their minds

For there had never been a doom of this kind

Though the mornings were soothing as the birds sang and flowers bloomed 

The evenings were dreary and brought back the gloom

People were perplexed watching the approaching doom

Fearing who would be the next one going to the tomb

© Dr Archana Tandon