Homesick
Life seems to stop at nowhere;
Amidst lockdown triumphs the Wuhan Conspiracy.
Future seems futile and present the pathetic
where nostalgia heals temporary dearth
and fake news itches wounds.
Brightened mood helped the guitar's pick,
Iam proud to comply this Newar is homesick.
Lives the Newar in Jamuguri around huts
far far away this place is from the Corona Clutch,
with masks necessary and quarantine compulsory
all for the police is the jury.
With people beaten and business threatened
Enjoying on screen is the ultimate destination.
The whole trajedy seems lot to trick,
I am secured to state this Newar is homesick.
With India on gunpoint and World on War,
Depression and isolation is filling lungs with tar.
This micro stuff has macro effects
Slaying the dependents is one in fact.
With economy on gloom and environment in glee
Crashed the stock trade with free market no free.
Stay safe the Newar advises on tick
Iam poetic enough to lie this Newar is homesick.
Kundan Newar
Nice Poem.
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Thank you very much
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