Collaboration Poem: A Quarantine Letter

From

The collaborators of this poem,

@Various_Handles,

in Instagram,

on the World Wide Web,

I.P: 108.11.0.1 (obviously imaginary)

Date - 23rd July 2020

Maitreyi K

@maitreyi_parinaama

in Instagram,

on the World Wide Web,

I.P: 111.11.0..1 (not really)

Through

A Post

Hi maitreyi_parinaama👋,

How are you dealing with 2020, so far?

Working all night, sleeping all day,

Missing those idiots who make me laugh,

Spending the days that never return,

I feel so dumb right now

6 words are not enough

To explain this madness!

Chores, Rationing, Fear!

My daughter, Family, Frustration!

I do hope that you make

Your quarantine insanely productive.

Yours truly

(with a mask)

Your collab poetry

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Flowers

Does the flower on the plant Know its purpose in this planet Does it know that it is fragrant, Colourful and attractive A beauteous sight to behold? Does it listen to the poets sing its praises and bask in pleasure? Does it feel the unfairness of The bees, birds and butterflies usurping the nectar that it worked hard to produce? Does it feel the pain of the scorching sun, shining upon it, making it shrivel up if too much? Does it vow to stop doing its duty, as the world around it seems bent on cruelly plucking its baby buds, leaves and at times body? Does it show envy on a rival flower and seek to outdo it by becoming something it isn't? Yet the flower feels, yet the flower knows, that what happens does happen with no pause It goes about, day in day out Doing its duty selflessly Being a source of nourishment, care and hope Alive on its stem or dead among the leaves.

Mother's Day Wish

I am thankful to the eternal mother, For allowing my birth in a human form inside her beautiful creation of this world and universe. I am thankful to the mother of time, For allowing my human birth in this lifetime. I am thankful to the mother of fate, For allowing my human birth in this lifetime into a wonderful family. I am thankful to my human mother of this lifetime, For her unconditional love, acceptance and for bearing the pain of concieving, carrying, birthing and cherishing me. I am thankful to the mother of angels, For their support in manifesting my desires, transmuting my fears, constantly protecting me as much as my karma allows and enlightening me to my awakening and evolution. I am eternally and always thankful and grateful to you all dear mothers. And I humbly wish you a Happy Mother's Day today.♥️ Protect us all with your grace and kindness🙏 Image source:

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