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 http://www.sukanyabasumallik.com