Pandemic Poems

Popular Pandemic Poems
Hum Dekhte
by Thanshu Guliani

Hum bhi agar panchi hote to aakash dekhte
Saari duniya so rahi hoti magar hum prakash dekhte
Mausam jo bhi hota, par apni chah me aksar
Hum apne pankh khol dete aur log humari udaan dekhte

Hum makan dekhte
Hum, makan dekhte

jinme kitni aankhe taras rahi hai udne ko
jahan in cheekhon ka naam nahi hai rukne ko

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The Sound of Silence
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

Splashing down liquid voices,
a troubled peace of silence enveloped
the fragile land.

Here comes Queen Lockdown with her septic flowers.
The church bells chime mutely,
with refined silence and hypnotic horror.
Funerals and weddings merged like companies,
Counting on numbers frugally.


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A Fragile Heart In The Hands Of Turmoil
by Soul Ikarus

Hello!
I'm participating in a poetry competition where we are required to write any poem related to the difficult times we're currently going through. I would love feedback about how this poem made you feel, what you loved, what you hated, etc... and thank you so much in advance! ♡

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We have forgotten our home, and never bothered listening to what it tells.
The air to us seems suddenly diseased, yet it has never been much else.

How come this outbreak happened so fast?
I spent less time being present - that I have spent pondering how long it will last...

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The Time of Terror
by Japman Aneja

I saw the sun rise from beneath the ground,
And bring a time of sunshine and cheer around,
When children played around and the nature danced to its own beat,
When birds sung their melodies and butterflies came to greet,

But this joy soon faded away and the fun seemed to cease,
When the clouds stormed over and the rain destroyed the nature’s peace,
The children stopped playing and nature showed its rage,
The sky growled, the thunder rumbled and everyone returned to their cage,


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Coping With Covid
by Bhaskaranand Jha Bhaskar

Caught between Covid teeth
Some fall down;
Some with guts and zeal
Usually stand up.
Among all who exist and rise
Only the fittest survive.

History smiles on paper
As mankind is known for eons
By its immune power—

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Recent Pandemic Poems
The Sound of Silence
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

Splashing down liquid voices,
a troubled peace of silence enveloped
the fragile land.

Here comes Queen Lockdown with her septic flowers.
The church bells chime mutely,
with refined silence and hypnotic horror.
Funerals and weddings merged like companies,
Counting on numbers frugally.


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Seasons of evil - number 19
by Steve Solodoff

It once again has begun.
Upon me fully, all at once, without warning.
Though I should have known,
I should have been ready.
It happens again;
at the same time,
in the same way,
with the same sickening dread.

But I fear this year, this season,

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Pandemic March 2020
by Michele Bandler

I don’t know what day it is anymore
And time no longer matters
Modern life as I’ve known it,
Is on hold.
Beliefs I’d long held, are turned upside down.
“Virtual communication – cell phones ----are isolating us,”
I’d said. “Get out of your house, join a group, meet face to face” I’d said.
Now, technology is all that we have to connect, since we
Cannot get out, join a group, or meet face to face.


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The drowned city
by Chris Quinn

As I walk to the office, through a city made strange by emptiness
The skies over Merrion Square roil like moody surf
And, for a moment, a vision fills my eyes
A city drowned beneath the waves, with neither gravity nor bustle

A discarded face mask caught in the silent tidal rhythm floats by
Waters not of the salt of biblical ire but wrought of carelessness
And yet, In the desert of the real
The furore of noise and faces has become amniotic and tranquil


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Satori
by Chris Quinn

Drinking a cup of tea in my overgrown back garden
Watching flocks of birds make complex shapes in the air
The wind through the tall grass whispered to me
A riddle of unity, described and known but never understood in logic
I who am matter, am I different from clay?
I’ll be clay again soon enough
I can live only in the present, looking out at past and future
fated to never set foot in the same river twice except…
except the one I cannot avoid
the river of time , the river of forgetting and remembering

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