There're seems to hovering
the clouds of death,
a virus poison
melted in air,,,,,
The green branches of life
to faded away,
& the old trees also
seems to be barren,
The inundation of grief
has thickening in all directions,
The hope of life
is sliding like sands.
Lost & agonised sight
of human soul,,
Alas! destitute life seems
to be dies every moment,,
suppose the death
encirclised sorroundly,
While howling complaint
the breath everywhere,,
Oh God ! free free free
from this horrible gurge.,
By ,'Mann Jaisy
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