The Teacher-Covid-19, Poem by Priti Upadhyaya

This Virus started in December of 2019 in Wuhan of China
and it dint take time to spread in USA of North Carolina
People got sick with Pneumonia, Cough and Fever
what a Virus it is, made us all a big time griever.

Slowly its dark shadows started reaching across the entire globe,
The pain, agony and fear wounded us with its dirty probe.
We started to hear words we never heard, like "Quarantine"
now wait a minute, what does that even mean?

People lost their jobs and were ordered to stay Home,
I am glad in past, I got a chance to visit Rome.
Among all the people, Children were really bored
but with time, they coped with it and found a new chore

Amidst all these difficult moments, see what we have learned
new traits, new dreams and new interests earned
we blogged new recipes, we crafted new things
we sketched and painted, had a few drinks

We saw a drop in air pollution, and enjoyed a stroll in nature.
Oh Wow, look at me , I have become a preacher :)
One day the sunshine with return and we shall set free
But for now, lets all be at home and look outside at that beautiful tree.

Zindagi ke safar main

Zindagi ke is safar main
kai log milte rahe
kai log bichadte rahe
kai logo ne yaad kiya
toh kai log hame bhul gaye

kuch der hum wahi pe khade rahe
Tamasha dekhte rahe
kuch der dil dukhta raha,
kuch der baad dil sambhal gaya

Din bitata gaye, raat hoti rahi
fir sabera aaya, aur
hum uthkar , muskurakar kaam pe chale gaye.!