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Break Through the Net (Poem-2)


A poem written on the Covid-19 pandemic...






Break Through the Net

Hard times have come by
Where all have to stay inside,
But fear not, as this won't be for long
It will pass just as quick, if we all stand strong.

But until then we all must stay
At home, be it night or day
For if you do catch this disease
Your pleasant life will momentarily cease.

This virus is a terrible pest
It makes each person a victim, a nest
But it affects only people who
Don't wear a mask, even though they're told to.

Your family's fate depends on what you do
Embrace the virus, or shield your family and you
For if you want to save your kin
Let's start with the steps to win.

Step one, wear a mask at all times
As all outside particles are infected mines
And don't leave your home unless
The necessities at home are really less.

Step two, maintain your distance
With everyone, even your family, for instance
This will keep you out of reach
Of the particles causing Covid-19.

Step three, wash your hands upon returning,
For twenty seconds with soap, come on its only washing
Take a bath nonetheless
And there, you're done with three main steps!

Also, be aware
Of all the surroundings, when you're in Covid's lair
As touching an infected surface or thing
Will lead to an unfortunate happening.

And last, but not the least, dear friend
Be mentally strong, as on weakness it feeds
Keep in mind, this, and you will be all set
You will surely break through Covid's net!!


#wearamask
#washyourhands
#socialdistancing
#stayhomestaysafe

-Armaan Kothare









Comments

  1. EXCELLENTLY N VIVIDLY PENNED ! FLOORED ! BRAVO , DEAR ! SPEECHLESS ! AMAZING POWER OF VERBAL CREATIVITY ! KEEP PENNING ! BLESS U LOADS !

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  2. Hey!! Well written dear Armaan!! As always, good use of language. All safety instructions you have given are absolutely correct. But remember, the virus is highly contagious, and is here to stay on for some time. So as one embraces the new normal, anyone can get infected just at any place. If one does get infected, stay positive and boost your immunity to fight back. Love ya!! Keep writing!!

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    1. Very true!!! Thanks for reading, I'm glad you liked it!! :D

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  3. Nice one kiddo ! Impressed how you penned it. Right from the thought to the final product on your blog. Nice work. Keep writing and keep reading even more !! Take care !!

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  4. Wow! And another masterpiece is written :) I can't wait for the next post!

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  5. Very effective and precise. Nice poem!!

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  6. Superb dearest Armaan my Chonu), very well and aptly penned.Bless you my dearest!!!

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