Poem #31

The days are returning back to normal

And the relations are again turning formal,

The love, the warmth, the care, we had,

Are slowly turning to nothing but a fad...

Humankind is returning to it’s old ways,

Nor has the epidemic, his thoughts swayed,

The cribbing, the competition, the politics of life,

Will lead to nothing but a life full of strife…

Oh God, when will we, understand the purpose

Not only of being human, but his vices to douse,

To imbibe the virtues and help oneself and others,

And live the life to fullest, and no one to bother…