Hiding in my house.
Growing like a weed.
Like an alien plant from some planet
which grew without a seed.
Deserted all the streets.
Vacuumed our masterminds.
The invisible alien hiding
no torch no light can find.
Locked in my room
I miss my human talks.
This state of quarantine
has taken away my leisure walks.
Looking at the ceiling
House arrest has made me think.
This world needs a reset button
or the end is at its brink,
Listening to my heartbeats
Is the cosmos connecting us all?
Ego, pride, nationality
rotten links get to fall.
The time to think deeper.
The time to ponder the past.
Series of mistakes, unfulfilled commitments.
Nothing ever lasts.
Looking through the open windows
Winds whispered in my ears.
Believe in the power
Someone wants you to overcome your fears.
I opened the door and took off my mask.
devoured the wind like hungry for ages
Felt freedom of 100 birds
The contentment of scrupulous sages.
Aarushi
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