Crisis -2020..Virus War (VW)

There were many unrest and protest ongoing , wars and crime. Suddenly, there was Covid19 and the fear of pandemic, somehow made this world see some peace. Now, that we are closing for a return to normal, again all the unrest has marked this comeback, for example the protest in America.

It is flaring and raging, seems like the lock down has made people frustrated, their economic pressure release was this protest. People are now voicing concern more for protest and less for Corona virus.

The death rate has actually increased due to virus, still due to economic pressures the lock down has been loosened. The staying away solution was causing side effects. It seems, we the earthlings should now have a different norm, in terms of defensive devices from diseases. Our entrance, exits, touches, wipes .In fact any contact that has a chance to spread unseen virus must be eliminated, designers have provided options with seating arrangement, hats to maintain a distance, automatic doors and so on. What about chemical warfare? Has anyone put a hold on the lab that creates deadly combinations to wipe out nations. Guess not. Because it wasn’t on the list.

This virus war, VW is this generations weapon. But the problem is , no one can control it. Had they been able to control who the virus will effect, then it would classify as a weapon but now it is pandemic.

I think, there will be many new viruses in the making, maybe the pharmaceutical companies will finance it, or to control the world market shares investors may device a particular virus that dies in cold or hot, and lives in rainy seasons..I don’t know but the virus is like a weapon that will not vanish with the eradication of Covid19.

Nowadays there are so many theories circulating, regarding who is vulnerable so that marks a target. In future, it will be designed to attack certain types only, globalization has made the transportation easier of ideas, goods and viruses too.

When I was young

I had a sharp tongue

screamed on top of my lungs

swayed away, strayed and lunged

Quick in mind and words

Survived those days

got away with murder

Not now..no more

I realized one thing for sure

words can be friends

can make enemies to end

I now think and say

each day..a bit no more that I can admit

to have said it almost sweet and right

press lips tight..no fights

Life is better than before

Youth may have gone

smile is set on lips

no more need to bite the tongue tip

Portrait called life

Pasted on a wall…that is blank..is that a life..always on hang ;)can I loose myself and break free and be myself..the real me..
I think..I should try at least 🙂 To put colors in life as I please.
Change the postures as many as can be..and relax with sizes and prizes that please.
Life is painted and erased with ease , come close and view portrait of life with me..can you see that smile not reaching eyes ..or that tears just blinked off to release…a shooting pain or surging fright..are you in dark ..are you in light.. sketch would be better than paint. waves on face are deeper than lines that erase..how will you dry me..in gloomy rains..tell me once again..

Is the breeze here

In my heart a feeling is there

The breeze has touched to pass here

Deafening sound  demolishing all

In my heart there was no wall

Yet I feel an iron ball

Hit it hard and break it through

Pain is piercing , roughening too

I am silenced , as I am bruised

How will it go..am confused

Help ..I call…am refused

soaking wet ..eyes defused.

Will it bleed..or just die

Heart is dying..eyes don’t cry

Smile can be my last try.

 

 

 

 

 

Scars

Scars are deep…those  inflicted and never dressed..those wounds remain open..and reminds us of that pain..that severe harsh  insult..or that slap..that make legs weak..those are the hidden scars..we dread..and want to hide…because no one listens to the wailing cry..those tears that couldn’t drop..with fear ..trembling lips..that tried to remain pressed to suppress the loudness…you can not see..those scars..that haunt from depth ..from heart..when someone  loves or is kind..tears just drop…as if..you are set free.