Tuesday, 16 June 2020

IRONY

Irony of being a human
And being in apparent bonds,
Still seeking morsels
Of empathising norms;
Irony of being a woman
Playing many roles,
When I needed some cuddling
Social distancing was proposed;
Tiny bits of compassion
thrown through the doors,
Awareness  zoned in
Music flowed,
Making me sway
On shrapnels of irony.


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