“ The Beetles chants,”1 want To Hold Your Hand”……..
..Yikes! it’s a No No! Can be infected for a band,
The fear is , it can morphs the romance to cortège ,
We dare not touch, but alas! No heart-no siege,
Ah! Life is but poisoned chalice,
Our passé fidelity is but no malice,
NY hero Andrew Culmo, soothes our concern,
Our nuptial bliss is ‘bout to U-Turn,
A question: dear Gov , is it ok to live on wear mask n’ do not miss
When brothed duo wrapped lips came together clothed over a kiss?”
Illustration: James Goerling
Copyright (c) 2022 Ishrat Ansari
3 replies on “CORONA BLUES”
Awesome!
This poem speaks to all of us! Thank you Ishrat!
An interesting thing about these past two and a half years is that this poem can be understood worldwide through our shared experience. Nicely done, Ishrat!