Sunday Poem By Anila Pillai

Valley of Despair

Suddenly strangled and coiled within the clutches unknown
Terrified and petrified the world stood in front of the minute one.
What to be done is yet unknown to many
And no-one knows what and how!
Crown it had was observed later,
No wonder it has come to reign and bewilder.
Trials and efforts still being fell,
Lives and lives laid grappled by it’s spell.
Whomever it touched, were rarely spared.
One after another it changed its functionalities,
Mutant one with much power enforced in with our normalities.
Vaccinated or not it really did not care,
Made life unable to stand or climb the stairs.
Some aloof from scientific pursuits, Call it
Nature’s rage some call it aliens glare.
Where it will lead and how long it will flare,
Is yet to seek with chaos and despair.
No temple, Church or Mosque could people plead,
Distanced many were more reasons added to lead.
Depressed, unemployed hard to survive stood the world.
How to rise and over come was the only question in the minds of all.
To please and soothe the mind and heart through sigh
Trees started blooming amidst the scorching shine.
Don’t be dry was the message surrounded by Nature who stood with us,
Though we hit it hard with the reason stated : to survive,
High time to perceive and revive!