Ripples in sea’s surface.
Blue skies surrendering...
To gray clouds.
Salty winds in the balcony.
Parrots screeching at each other.
Crows cawing, aimlessly.

 

Cloistered in my apartment;
There is no shortage of...
Leisure or work;
In some fashion,
Life is going on.
Why should I ruin,
The small pleasure of
These moments?

 

As for the pandemic,
No one can tell how...
The pandemic began.
Some blame China.
I saw a very angry person,
On TV, he gestured...
With his hands a perfect mincing of meat!

 

No one can see,
What the ephemeral future holds.
Well, who know the virus might just go away,
Or a vaccine is found!
Why should I lose the present landscape?

 

Ripples in sea’s surface.
Blue skies surrendering...
To gray clouds.
Salty winds in the balcony.
Parrots screeching at each other.
Crows cawing, aimlessly….

 

For my Spouse and Son
Mumbai
2nd October 2020

                          

Geeta Chhabra

 

(From Lockdown Collection)