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CITY-NEW DELHI

“That Pandemic Time” (POEM)


The word itself gives Goosebumps to everyone,
The fear of death strikes inside and out
THAT UNFORTUNATE TIME…….
Streets full of people,
Are now empty with sorrow
Shops occupied with customers,
Are now occupied with fear
Tourist’s places became restricted for tourists
THAT TIME SHOWING THE TWO FACES OF A COIN………………
THE BAD AD THE GOOD…….
Pollution which cracking the records,
Is now cleanliness erasing the history
Where people are dying,
Our ‘MOTHER’ is recovering too
INDIA GATE which can’t be seen easily from far away,
Is now seen from miles away MOTHER=OUR EARTH

Where Many ‘MOTHERS’ lost their children lives, MOTHERS=WOMEN WHO


OUR ‘MOTHER’ is healing from inside. LOST THEIR CHILDREN

THIS TIME SHOWED US BAD THINGS AND TAUGHT US THE LEARNINGS OF HUMANITY, FRIENDSHIP,LOVE AND MAINLY THE PRECIOUS TIME SPEND WITH
OUR FAMILY, FRIENDS AND LOVED ONES.

WRITTEN BY-
GYANDEEP SINHA
B.ARCH, 1ST YEAR
DELHI TECHNICAL CAMPUS

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