fire beds are burning in the
rows .
dead bodies piled on the bed grounds.
waiting to burn.
they are laying hour after hours
no one was there expect the cremator who was busy in his word.
no funeral party, no religious songs
dead bodies were burning all alone.
flame of fire is rising high and high
as if want to kiss the sky.
like a wild fire want to burn trees.
covid have engulfed lives in its huge mouth.
am not sure how many are waiting fall into
long deep mouth.
the more day passes, the more sound of its foot-step coming closer and faster?
no one knows who is going to be its next victim?
©subirmitra
S