I guess fiction is not fictional any longer
It may turn into a reality
I dare say it after Corona
Can’t deny after its clawing on Man’s freedom
I stress fantasy is not a fantasy any more
It may popup as an actuality
I care say it after Corona
Ain’t delay to believe after its beating on the man’s safe nest
I insist obscurity may not be bound to lead to darkness
It might miraculously sprout as a light
I better say it after Corona
Do presume of anything as you wish after its teaching of great lessons about man’s dwelling in comfort zones and it’s repurcussions
I persistent invisibility of anything is not a complacent thing to lay resting
It may mean to show dangerous visible effects
Won’t take for granted of something
after chasing Corona
Don’t neglect even a miniscule dust particle as we learned from sudden shoot of a dormant creature upon man’s existence
What if imaginations come true
Happy with good ones
What about bad ones?
O My God…. can’t imagine!
What if hypocrisies rule the world
Meaningful if meant for optimism
What If they drive pessimism?
O My God……I can’t illusion!
Better stop cumbersome speculations
And bothersome ranting saying
“That life can’t be the same again”
Yes it will be……for sure
It’s time to hope
Hang on to a confidence rope
Until Corona backs
And fear be sacks
Good days are very soon to come
Don’t give up climbing
Until push down Corona from the world’s slope!
© Anjana Lahuri@2020