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Sujata Dash

Tragedy

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Sujata Dash

Tragedy

Sleep Eludes

Sleep Eludes

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Between flesh and spirit

my being has started crumbling

my girth has depleted to a considerable limit

in the meantime

the frame now is just a heap of bones

wrapped by intimate layers of skin

how to procure food for my dear ones

remains at the back of my mind all the time

I toil hard to give them the best

even at the cost of my break even

 

People have lost jobs, find it difficult to eke out a living

many poor and destitute like me 

go without food and shelter 

for days together 

promulgation of lockdown 

to ease the pandemic's frown

has shoveled sign of relief further

Each night

after bequeathing my share of comfort for my own  

to procure a modest amount of sleep and fuel my morn


I resign to the tattered blanket ...

my lonesome companion of late

sleep eludes me ..yet I try to keep my grip tight

pangs of hunger for sure

overpowers my status and the plight 

Like the sword of Damocles, hangs the imminent

spreads tentacles shunt me away from the blissful state


It inches closer to hug my body, held me captive

sends cold shivers across my spine 

the scary C has sown seeds of fear

sent invitation for the dreadful D to throw mankind out of gear

but I shall face the impending

fight it out till the last breath

be not overconfident O! Death.


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