Today is not the day to give into fear Loosing perspective of all Things you hold dear... Sleep as if you are tumbling into an orange farm Citrus dreams out and about Yellow blankets, white masks, hard seeds of breath down the throat... 40 secs you try to count, hold your seeds don't sow them down. Do they grow or find a host at the crossroads of the gamble of contagion? Would you be okay 360 degrees? All meticulous angles, all profiles covered Head to toe, hairy and hairless No make up look just on about a survival face Carrying off that dire pressure hey tum bhi kya yaad rakho gey ki ab Breathing becomes a pleasure. Orange trees and you lunge at life, Sway ruthlessly in anxiety, stay dumb at strife, Dum dum plop many fall Urgh the Excruciating onomatopoeia of it all Hey try getting a move on or shall I get you gizmos- noise cancelling headphones To ward off delusions and sadness on tones kyun ki maybe You'd be okay then 360 degrees ? Trying to lay down to unearth some shut eye Coz you know as well that it's been a while But those oranges are so darn sour , it reeks too loud To breathe in and out in peace , Should you just meditate and then maybe You'd be okay 360 degrees... Poof and you are told times, again and again Oranges are good source of Vitamin C, the kind you need to build up your mind, the kind you need to put your anxieties at rest , the kind you need to add a pinch of peace of mind, to avoid supposedly ghastly wrinkles in this oh so fair and lovely commune. The same kind that you need but can't find at bhaiyaa's, The very same would then remind you of the eerie unemployment, shortage, scarcity and things alike that accompanies the disappearance of the citrus breaths ... Maybe you would lament much, after all oranges are perfectly sweet & sour But your taste buds have decided just not to address the issue Sounds familiar... Escape the night, escape the day Day after day without the narangi trance. Maybe you and I should just Netflix and chill And all the privileged paraphernalia that numbs & accounts you well While sanity takes fights too seriously Would I see you in 1024 pixels , with or without those oranges , just forget them For you to be okay in 360 degrees!
Notes : Poem Written during the ongoing Pandemic dtd 16/07/2020
tum bhi kya yaad rakho gey ki ab has been trans from Hindi as "Hey you would also now memorise that") ; kyun ki would mean "because"; bhhaiyya's trans as "the vendor's" who is addressed as bhhaiyya or brother in common usage) ; narangi is "orange" in that could refer to both the fruit and the colour.
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