Destiny Delayed, or is it Denied.

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The sun strained to look at me
just a few more moments –
through window grills of thickets,
with it’s tired bleary eyes.

As it slowly slipped into a coma
under a blanket of clouds,
forcing it into the deathly folds
of the gaunt Hooghly at night –
that has lost its immunity now
after four months of lockdown.

It hasn’t eradicated Coronavirus,
which still spreading like wildfire –
is burning up economic life;
yet again testing the resilience
of the city of joy – Kolkata,
a land that history has bellied;
cyclone Amphan mocking its plight!

Yet with arms full of sunny warmth –
it’s always taken in destiny’s denied
since the times of two partitions,
or for that matter neighbourhood strife!

PS: An initial draft of thoughts from this evening’s visit.😞🤔

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