A battle needs soldiers …soldiers to stand …to understand its tactics through the antics of its opponents …and fight for its win Corona is a battlefield …one whose soldiers hold no arms to kill …but arms of will with quills to heal II Hospitals are now battlefields Doctors and nurses …and janitors as soldiers Fighting […]
Who needs not the tenderings When sickness enters doors of strength Like an unwanted visitor? What about uncertainties spitting on emotions And messing with minds? II Who needs not the magic touch When accidents hit bodies Like thorned cane which is blood famished And skin-craved? III A good nurse Is a good cash In the […]
It’s all coming back Raining like stones being intentionally thrown From the heavens by our maker When he burned my arms As those in green passed Those in brown relaxed And those in white hid II His tears caught no attention His hurts struck no sympathy chord but mine My tears flowed like fountains Going […]
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