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Now the time, My heart is typing....
1941's poet delineated,
The words of peace and the truth.
The people enjoyed the words,
But didn't come up with the faith.
Lots of symbols that really treated
Vampire hearts , made it possible!
In past of days,
I gone through the flicks,
Which sank at fire foray.
Then the time ,
My hands were typing....
"Poor kids
Poor women
Poor people at all...".
The time made me to brush off,
The sympathetical days within the hours.
You know why!
I do there a hope and credence.
It's not in my home,
It's not in my country,
Just be cool and calm.
But the time made me to rethink.
Soon I became aware of the drastic change,
Agony and alarm done there a scepticism,
It's in my home
It's in my country
I can't be more cool and calm.
Now I see one and all,
The terrifying and trembling faces,
In the battlefield..,
I'm sorry to been as selfish with the pains.
We are sorry to been so heedless with the succour.
The sun rose with in a faith.
The cloud made it to in.
The darker phase of epidemic,
Seasonally made the vampire figure out!
Now the time,
My heart is typing...,
" I'm poor
You are poor
We are poor at all..".
 സാങ്കേതിക പരിശോധന - Noufalelettil തീയ്യതി: 05/ 05/ 2020 >> രചനാവിഭാഗം - കവിത
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