Quarentine Life
Slowly the wind is blowing
Every life is some how going
The human beings are crying
Where the world is going
Trees and birds are thinking
What people are doing
Not seen anywhere
Crowded places now deserted
Silence everywhere
Birds and animals freely move
Man's movements restricted
Sufferings double day by day
No work, no money, no food
How long will this continue?
O man turn to nature.
She has everything in abundance
Grow plants, get food
Live happily.
