About The Poem
My poem is about, how during lockdown
some thought it was going very slowly
however that was not the case, we were all
growing older or being brought to planet
Earth. I chose the name ‘Crying Corona’
because I thought that although we cry for
being sad, miserable or devastated, we also
cry due to happiness and gratefulness. And
we must realise that even though we were
in Lockdown or quarantine it was low,
nevertheless we know we are not the only
ones. We learn from this, so that we are
prepared for if there were a next.
We cry to think of what we have missed,
We cry to think of what comes next.
Although we cry and cry and cry,
We soon see the minds eye.
Yet it might have been different,
It might have been odd,
Yet we might as well see now that life is
than a fishing rod.
We think of the sun, and cry in joy,
We all are different, girl and boy.
But we all have to live in joy.
Some say we’ve missed a lot,
Yet that is true,
Though we are now driving into it,
Like an old, rusty screw.
We might have thought that it would
Well, soon we shall all see and then blend.
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