Lockdown Time.....

   Lockdown Is a Blessing in Disguise 

This poem is written to express the feelings of people who were desperately waiting for a break… to recline. 

Lockdown is a blessing in disguise. 

When news of the lockdown arrived, 

I thought… for a while. 

Then I kept all that I did aside,

 and put my head on the pillow— 

and grinned.

 This lockdown has made me lazy; 

I should not deny. 

When five was the waking-up time,

 now ten… sometimes looks early. 

When there was no time for even one bite to embrace, 

now I have lots of spare time… to devour. 

Even my stomach is not ready to comprehend that it has to stay inside—

 it’s lockdown time. 

I sometimes get petrified… 

will people recognise me?

 I have started looking like a cleaning maid… in my own house. 

The lockdown is extended, and we can sleep… 

for some more time,

 as we always grumbled when we never used to get time… to recline.

 Daily, we used to recite, “I am tired of working… all the time.” 

Did we remember— 

when we said this… last time? 

Time is back… to recall all that we had assimilated. 

God never taught us to store. 

He fed the birds; 

He will feed you too.

 Nature has taught us all aspects of life, when all workshops failed… on mankind. 

The lockdown is extended—

think… for a while. 

Just leave everything, and do… 

whatever you like.