We had always wanted a break, didn’t we?
A break from our mundane lives, a break from the faces we see.
A break from the everyday hustle, a break from our never-ending routine.
A break from the noises around us, a break from waking up each morning only to face our insecurities.
Well that break is here, quite different than that we had wished for,
A break so abrupt, none of us would have ever thought of.
The faces are fading away and the silence is deafening,
The uncertainty around us seems frightful and deadening.
Each day begins with a new battle, each night ends in prayer.
The newspapers are masked with stories of separation and despair.
There is fear and anxiety, helplessness and chaos.
There is a looming misery of separation and loss.
Its time to count our blessings, be grateful for all that we have got today.
It’s time to stand for one another as we silently fight our battles each day.
Never knew that being normal would be so underrated until today.
How I wish I could go back to my good old normal everyday .
Relatable poetry 