Poetic and Prosaic Writeups

The poem in a nutshell Corona or COVID-19 is indeed a monstrous creature to all and sundry. It snatches lives in the twinkling of an eye. Like a monster, it stretches out its tongue here and there. No matter whether one is brave or fearful of the virus, it might spare none. So, we have to stay extra-cautious. Let us all keep in mind that prevention is better than cure. Let us all battle together. The poem -- "The Ogre" Corona’s tantalising tongue Has been spreading so long. Nobody does the ogre spare; No matter if I fear or dare, It will me ensnare. The sun soon will go down; Corona’s ready to frown, With his jeopardising jaws; We all are full of flaws; Lo! He outstretches his claws. The keywords to the entire poem Poem, ogre, Corona's tantalising tongue, spreading so long, ogre spare, fear or dare, ensnare, the sun, go down, ready to frown, jeopardising jaws, full of flaws, outstretches claws The keywor

The story behind the poem Of course, Corona and lockdown have shattered our lives into pieces. Still, we can look at the positive side of this scenario as well. For example, we have been given a pure Nature, a pure atmosphere once again. We have been gifted with another chance to get ourselves rectified as well. Like an optimist, we must try to drain out the positive out of the negative. We should not break down. We have been given another opportunity to prove ourselves anew. Let's plunge in. The poem-- "The Lockdown" I desire it sometimes, Perchance, a lot of times, This lockdown not to end; I've found out my best friend -- My own mirror image -- That was like a mirage In the past days indeed; Nowadays, I got myself freed From every shackle; Time can't me buckle; I am my own boss; Time can't take away my gloss. Nature feels so pure With fresh oxygen, for sure. No din and bustle! No kind of hassle! There m

The poem in a nutshell / a short overview of the poem The poem refers to the battle between Corona and mankind. It is not unnatural to fear the virus and the disease. However, we have to gather courage to defeat Corona in this battle. Apart from building up our immunity, we have to stay mentally stable as well. We have to think positive and work positive. We have to be strong and robust both mentally and physically. We need to stay harmonised. Only then, we will be competent enough to defeat the terrible disease in the universal battle. The poem-- "Battlecry" I'm not scared, Though Corona flared. I won't be dead Of Corona's blade. I'll nurture God within; I'll resign to every sin. O Corona, you can't vanquish Us out of lots of anguish. We won't die. We will survive. Dead won't I lie. It's my life. You we will defeat. Surely, you will retreat. Corona, get back.

The poem "Vanquised Corona" in a nutshell How can we get rid of Corona? How can we vanquish the same? Corona has become a tyrant. So, is there no way to defeat this virus? At this time of the pandemic, we have to stay calm and cool. We have to work together hand in hand. We have to fight shoulder to shoulder. With our complete harmony alone, we can vanquish the same. The poem-- "Vanquished Corona" Corona's tyranny Can't be our destiny. We're not afraid Of Corona's raid. We will live; We won't die; Corona will leave And feel shy. How, O, how? Tell me how. Yes, I will. Sure, I will. Hold your breath; Close your eyes; Conquer death; Conquer sighs; Live we will With goodwill. Live we must. Live we must; Corona will feel aghast With our strong mettle; Aye! We'll resettle. We will defeat Corona's fit. We're not mundane human; We each is a

The Keywords to the Poem "Corona Politics" Poem, Corona, politics, full, glory, bitter, political, scenario, doctor, try, save, minister, keep, call, shame, time, fame The poem at a glance Corona or COVID 19 is in full swing at present. However, we must stand side by side, we must fight together to defeat the monster named "Corona". Unfortunately, the political scenario is pretty bitter. That is to say, we all should fight shoulder to shoulder against Corona. The pandemic is spreading its perilous paws here and there every now and then. Therefore, we should no more fight against one another politically. We should, therefore, all be unified. This unification alone can help us fight against Corona and win the battle. The poem - "Corona Politics" When Corona is in full glory, Oh, Bitter is our political scenario. The doctors try to save us all; The ministers keep giving their call. What

The poem "Advent of Corona" in a nutshell The days on our beautiful earth were rolling smoothly enough. It felt as if the good days would never  cease .  People were living a happy and peaceful life. Life was moving on like a stone without any moss. Everything was fully at ease and comfort.  Then suddenly, one day, an alien invaded our earth, our sweet earth, our precious earth. That alien is none other than Corona that causes COVID-19 to all and sundry. The trespassers turned our happy days dark indeed. Unlike the actual Advent, the arrival of Corona darkens our lives. Therein lies the irony. Unlike the Advent of our Saviour, Lord Jesus Christ, the destroyer, Corona, has made its advent harmful for all of us. Apart from that, the death toll is increasing day by day. It is the time when we should work hand in hand actively to fight against Corona, the strange stranger. The poem - "The Advent of Corona" - A Haiku It wa

The poem in a nutshell Corona's ruthlessness has been depicted in this poem that even a little teenager, who is about to flourish, cannot get rid of it. The poem -- "The Teenager's Talk" Will it kill us all, Mum? You say, one gets the sum Of one's deeds -- all of them; Now it doesn't seem the same. I've just stepped at thirteen; Won't I too be spared by COVID-19? I wish to meet more people; I wish to soar on the ripple Of my fantastic land, Holding your and Dad's hand. Corpses on corpses are getting piled; I don't want to be exiled, Mum, don't want to be exiled. You say, I'll be a big man, An honorable and pure man; I need to grow up With your club. Won't this virus let me go? Can't I fulfill my dreams and grow? Please, don't you cry, Mum; I'm ready to get my sum. The keywords to the entire poem Poem, teenager's talk, mum, one ge

The keywords to the poem Poem, Corona, constant, Corona-fear, tears, dirge, leers, hear, distant cries, bid adieu, face flood, face drought, time, wrought, tide of blood, overflows, society, aftermath, bestial gaiety The poem in a nutshell Because of Corona, all of us are constantly in utmost fear and tears. the death-song can be heard here and there. However, have we given a thought to the reasons responsible to this Corona outbreak? We can hear the distant cries of death. Everywhere Corona and death are extending their perilous paws moment after moment, day after day, month after month. Have we ever thought why we are facing such a turmoil? Our society became full to the brim with ill acts, with ill intentions of all of us. Can any of us utter loudly or softly that we are not sinners? If we do so, then it will be proven that we are the best hypocrites ever. The poem - "Corona" Constant Corona-fear Set