Quarantine days:
Staring at the sky on a
cloudy night
I saw a lonely star
gaping through
Waiting for the clouds
to move on
waiting.. just like me
to see my folks
Stuck away in this empty
room
I painfully stacked my
memories
memories that I wish to hold
close
memories that I wish to
forget
I fume no more on time
or fate
It is time to move on,
it is time for hope
All that I wish now is
to meet my folks
- Suresh Jayaprasad
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