GloMag GloMagApril2020 | Page 35

Unseen emotions wander here on the eerie benches of park Deserted offices cry for bygone privileges Dogs roam on the streets, no one to bother, no question of surrender Humans are locked, their entire vicinity is blocked Their movements are curtailed to chase the unknown I have locked myself deliberately in my home I was convinced not to venture out To live and let live, I have imprisoned myself for a cause slightly misunderstood I am not a hermit, not accustomed to a living Where you are denied to enjoy fellow feelings Where social distance is the law Where physical contact brings the havoc This time is too clumsy to be unravelled Sky above seeing me in puffy eyes One by one I am dismantling my human ties 35