Not sure if it is the corona,
Or if it is my copious poetic vision,
But from where I observe,
The colour of the sky has altered,
The water of the creeks have relinquished their crystal clear shine,
The glow of the magnificent moon has faded,
& The sun now has a silhouette.

There's a shadow everywhere,
All around this planet,
A shrug of all things bad,
Over the sleeves of the good,
A dusty membrane of mankind's bad deeds,
Over nature's elegant foliage,
And this will now remain forever!

What we do to nature is like a scratch on a thermal paper,
The one they use for printing bills,
If you scratch it once,
The imprints will remain,
Remain forever!

Sukanya Basu Mallik is a multi-genre author, film and book critic. Her works have been published in various journals, magazines, and anthologies nationally and internationally .To learn more visit www.sukanyabasumallik.com